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The Little Death — 2. A dream of life

— PAIRING: Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen x Bene Gesserit!Reader

— SYNOPSIS: A Bene Gesserit gets left behind in the Arrakeen palace. When Feyd becomes the Planetary Governor, he finds her there in hiding. The Harkonnens don't traditionally keep them as truthsayers or concubines like other Houses do, but Feyd might have a use for her. After all, he's never had a Bene Gesserit of his own before.

— WARNINGS: a bit of voyeurism

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The best art imitates life in a compelling way. If it imitates a dream, it must be a dream of life. — Darwi Odrade

She confessed with regret that she did not, in fact, have one of those pain boxes. A Gom Jabbar was available in the palace and in fact was in the Harkonnen's possession as far as she knew, but that was just a poisoned needle tipped with meta-cyanide. What he was after was the… active part of the humanity test. That was only at the disposal of those sisters qualified to carry it out.

She was certain Feyd would do away with her once she explained how and why she didn’t have what he was after and prepared herself internally for death. But it never came. He paused in thought and nodded, and his cool eyes moved away from her with a shadow of sadness to them. Then he turned around, his broad shoulders clad in black exposed to her, and walked toward the table.

“You will come with me.”

He picked up a shigawire reel and shoved it in a compartment of his suit, a small pocket at the side of his chest, then walked right by her on his way out of the room. She followed obediently.

The palace was quiet, free of the usual fuss that filled it during the day — servants scrambling, scraping like traumatised automatons just trying to survive — but as they walked past the way she came she heard a violent sound from the direction where her old room was. They’re destroying my things, she realised.

Her eyes turned to Feyd-Rautha’s back once more, the smooth black of his clothes and white of his skin, and she wondered what plans he had for her. Would he be more subtle with his killing than his brother was, or… more creative? Would she be able to use the stunning word and paralyse him in time to get away? Would she have to kill him instead?

“Am I going too fast for you?” he asked over his shoulder. It was not an honest question, as she could tell from the smile in his voice.

“No?”

“Funny. I can hear you breathing.”

She bit her lip and glared at the back of his head.

They passed from the most shadowed places of the palace into the well-lit ones where snow-white lamps hung in the air. There were more guards in this area too, and she gradually realised they weren’t going to the prisons. They were going to his quarters.

“After you,” he said, stopping in front of a jaundiced pair of double doors guarded on each side by armed guards as still as statues.

She looked up at him warily as she stepped forward. He was still smiling in that cocky, boyish way, but something was incongruent. His awkward pose — not quite facing her, not quite to the side — the bent of his back as if he tried to make himself seem shorter, his arms somewhat aimless at his sides… He was trying to be polite and he didn’t know how.

She stepped inside. His room was nothing like what she imagined. The natural pale yellow of the Arrakeen stone gave it a softness that was at odds with the black linens on the massive bed. Moonlight streamed from the twin window slits on the opposite wall, and on the smooth tables lay an array of little boxes, pots, and cases left half-opened. There was a scent of ink there that cut through the modest smell of disinfectant. He’d only just moved in… He hadn’t had a chance to make the place his own yet.

As she analysed these new surroundings, Feyd stepped in and the doors closed behind them, leaving them alone. The palace seemed all the more distant now.

“My lord na-Baron?”

“Hm?” he muttered as he walked right past her, going to place something inside a drawer by the bed — the shigawire reel.

“W-what… what would you have me do?”

“You can do whatever you like.”

Her eyes slid toward the door. “Can I leave?”

She didn’t expect him to say ‘yes’, but she expected even less what he said next.

“Leave?” he chuckled, looking at her over his shoulder. “Where would you go? You’re my Bene Gesserit now.”

And he continued preparing himself for the night as if it was the most normal of circumstances. A part of her, the most human part, felt offended, but from the periphery of her mind, her training whispered to her what was really going on.

Feyd-Rautha kept his back turned and his attention on the objects in his possession — diskettes of reports he sorted for later reading, the daggers at his belt, the signet ring around his finger — and he spoke to her most dismissively and distantly. He was treating her like a stray cat he had just found and brought into his bedroom. Now he was letting her explore her new home, but he still did not dare to look at her directly, to watch her as openly as he desired. In his every move, however casual, there was nervous self-awareness. Completely opposite to how confident he’d been before he met her.

She’d served the Fenrings before, and the Atreides after them, but until now she had never quite felt owned. Still, if it was a kitten the Harkonnen wanted, that was what she would provide.

Without addressing him, she stepped sideways and turned, letting her posture loosen. Her head tilted back in a light stretch to relieve the tension of expecting death. She moved in a wide arch, slow steps, small sounds, while her fingers traced the surface of the wall for no reason in particular, just to absorb its texture.

“Why do you want me?” she asked in a low and silky voice. Seduction seldom failed with arrogant young men.

“I told you,” answered Feyd rather too quickly, his head bowed as he pretended to clean one of his blades.

“You’ve never had a Bene Gesserit of your own…”

“And it’s about time to have one.”

“Would the Baron approve?”

“It doesn’t matter,” he said, finally looking up at her. He smiled at the sight of her slinking across the room, dark dress trailing behind her. “Things can change, even in House Harkonnen.”

She paused mid-step to smile back at him. “Changes awaken something in us…”

He gave a noncommital hum and started walking to her, his head tilted in a thoughtful way.

“What sort of things do they teach you?” he asked. “At your… Bene Gesserit school?”

“Many things,” she said with an inviting tone. “Control of the self, the mind, the body… Understanding of history. Political strategy.”

Feyd came to a stop before her, a trepidation into his step. He walked until he cornered her in a darkened divot of the room. Standing a full head taller, he looked down into her eyes.

“What do you want to know?” she whispered.

He frowned, that strange smooth brow ridge wrinkling quite innocently, and his eyes betrayed transparent thoughts. He didn’t know what he wanted to know, but he knew he wanted something.

“What does… a Bene Gesserit do?”

“That depends on what our master wishes.”

“But what do you usually do?”

“We teach. We advise. When asked, we serve.”

“Did Paul Atreides have one?”

“Yes. His mother, Lady Jessica.”

The hints of jealousy were faint. There wasn’t much to envy in the dead… But he looked at her with that strange look in his eyes again, that speck of a little boy lost, and something in her instinctively wanted to cup his cheek, to pet him, and hold him close. She did not doubt that something inside of him wanted it too, and her body was just responding to the subconscious observation.

“Can you kill?” he asked.

“If I have to.”

“And have you?”

“Not yet.”

“In that way, I’m better than you, Bene Gesserit,” he chuckled.

And suddenly, his hand came up to grip the back of her neck. She was startled by how quick the movement was, how his body gave no tells that he would make it. A true predator. He pulled her closer, strong fingers tightening against her nape, pressing her against him. Beneath his armour, the plates of his body were strong. Every feminine part of her responded with a cascade of lust — not at the hidden hint of beauty but at the symbol of his pride. He wasn’t just a pampered princeling living through his allotted years of beauty. He brought his body to the peak of its potential. The motion pulled the veil off her head, and his eyes went to her soft mane of hair. His grip stayed firm, but his gaze traversed this new part of her as if it were a landscape, with hills and dales and quiet streams, all flowing down.

“Na-Baron,” she whispered, hand coming up to grip his wrist.

“Shut up,” he said, blue eyes still focused on her hair. “Go to sleep.” And then he let her go.

He turned from her and walked away with the energy of someone ready to run off — but there was nowhere for him to go, and his steps slowed. She watched him as she rubbed the sore back of her neck, watched how his head bowed for a moment as if he’d just woken up, how he walked toward the large square bed, how he started taking his clothes off…

He was a strange sight indeed. A broken psyche that reflected the duality present in his features — cold and frightful, soft and gentle, brutal but not so much from the absence of affection as from the presence of cruelty on top.

“Where shall I sleep?”

“Hm? Oh…” He looked around as if only just considering that fact. “Whenever you like,” he said, giving up quickly on thinking about it. “But here, in this room. You don’t get out of my sight, little witch. Not until I decide I can trust you.”

He pulled the layers of clothes off. First the armour on his back and shoulders, then the belt around his hips, and the second skin of the black suit that hugged his body.

“And… what shall I wear to bed?”

He paused and turned to look at her. His chest was as white as his face, but strong and chiselled, far less delicate. It shone with the sweat of a long day beneath the yellow light.

“Wear?” he rasped, his lips twisted in a quizzical smile. “Why should you wear anything?”

She settled for sleeping in a chair in a corner of the room. Feyd had gone to sleep completely naked, and he’d not been shy of parading his body around. She watched without fear, without shame, taking note of all the ways his muscles worked, the stretch and give of the skin, the scent of sweat, of blood.

Noting how much he seemed to like her hair, she did not cover it again, and after he fell asleep she quietly took the top layer of her clothing off. The Harkonnens were used to having their servants quite exposed, but she was not about to give him cause to think that that was what she was. If she wanted to survive, she had to walk the tightrope of perception. She had to be above him, as well as below. A knowledgeable Bene Gesserit sister, with all the guileless charm of a kitten.

She remained in her shift, a long grey piece held up by two thin straps, and used her dress as a blanket. She did now sleep but instead pretended to as she entered a state of Prajna meditation.

The secret pathways out of the room became known to her, faint currents invisible to the conscious mind. A spy hole existed in the western wall, covered on both sides by thin material. To the north, a doorway with no handle led into another room. Beyond it, sounds of restless sleeping. Three figures — feminine? Outside, the guards stood watch, but one was close to sleeping.

She was almost at the point where exhaustion caught up with her too, and like a slow receding wave her meditation ended. Her body lay relaxed and limp, head resting on her shoulder, hands folded. But with the last thread of her extended senses, she caught the taste of struggle in the room. Rapid heartbeat, frantic breathing, shifting eyes behind closed lids. Feyd-Rautha was dreaming.

Soundlessly, she slid off the chair and left her dress on it. The floor beneath her naked feet was cold as ice, it made her want to shiver, but she maintained control of every muscle as she walked toward the bed. Feyd’s body was twisted in the silken sheets, twitching, tense. Jolts disturbed his restful state as if in his mind he tried to get away from something. She could almost see the phantom trace of touches on his skin.

He slept on his front, arms thrown above his head, legs spread. His tossing made the sheets slip off his back to reveal a taut, tense expanse that ended in soft cheeks. Beneath them, the faintest hint of hairless, purpling swells and a limp length. He was so vulnerable…

As she got closer, she could hear him mutter words in a foreign language. Was that what they spoke on Giedi Prime? She could make out influences of galactic language all the way to those of the old Earth, but it was just enough to only guess what he was saying. The tone, nevertheless, was clear. He’s afraid, she thought.

She crouched at the edge of the bed where his naked foot hung off the side, her brow crested with worry. He was dangerous, she dared not touch him, and however much she wanted to wake him as a simple human kindness she wanted even more to see where his nightmares led.

With a long and frightful wail muffled by the pillows, Feyd dragged his strong beautiful body upwards, curling like a snake. He pulled his knees up to his chest and started shaking. Every now and then, his foot would kick. The sign of running in a dream. The whiteness of his body, pure and pale as chalk, the hairlessness of even his masculine parts, it made him look so fragile, so defenceless. A fascinating specimen. To think, the step just before the Kwisatz Haderach would look like that...

She let her body fall down to the floor and propped herself against the mattress, her cheek upon the bed. And she watched him, following the shadow of his dreams, for as long as the night went.

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holy crowns || paul atreides x black! fem reader

summary: it was supposed to be your sister, your bene gesserit trained sister molded by the great houses, spy for the imperium. with no warning, paul chooses you instead and changes your life forever. some call him messiah, others an abomination, but you will call him husband. 18+only, minors dni

Chapter One. note: hello! this takes place after the events of dune part two and Paul is about to become emperor. Irulan and her father are in exile and Chani is gone. thank you for reading chapter one! if you wish to see the story continue on beyond this chapter, please comment or reblog! tw: violence, gore, mentions of vomit

CHAPTER TWO

THE KNIFE BECOMES THE MOTHER.

TELL ME WHO YOU WORK FOR.

TELL ME WHO YOU WORK FOR.

TELL ME WHO YOU WORK FOR.

The Reverend Mother commanded you so many times in the span of five minutes that the urge to vomit disappeared and reappeared with each command.

Yet your answer remained the same.

One moment Paul was ushering your bewildered sister into a private room and the next you were on your knees in front of Mohiam, the Gom Jabbar at your neck, and your father held back by others of her order.

    “Perhaps I should have trained you with your sister, it would have at very least broken you of your squealing.” The Reverend Mother said, removing the needle from your neck, somehow bored by her own interrogation.

    “Had I not been present at your birth I would not believe that you have the blood of the sisterhood in your veins. Such everlasting weakness should have been bred out by your mother’s working but given her madness-”

   “Do not speak of my mother that way.” You said with a firmness that surprised you and caused Mohiam to raise an eyebrow.

  “So you do have a bite within you? Good. But that will not save you beyond a few hours. You are tied to Paul Atreides now, human, his doom is now yours.” 

The arrival of your sister and the muad'dib brought the reverend mother’s mockery to an end. You took a step towards your sister, apologies on your tongue but she shook her head.

Not yet, she signed.

    “Your sister and I have spoken and my decision has not changed, I chose you to be my bride.” Paul said, holding out a hand to you. You took it with some ease and stood at his side, avoiding his gaze.

      “However, the terms of the engagement have been altered.”

There was no chance to question what he meant by that as Paul pulled you behind him within seconds to witness your beloved sister embed one knife into the stomach of The Reverend Mother and another to remove her head from her shoulders.

The head of Gaius Helen Mohiam rolled at your feet.

   “Your sister concealed a weapon within herself to kill me on our wedding night. I have given her something much more valuable instead.” Paul explained, though your attention was elsewhere.

KNEEL BEFORE YOUR MOTHER SUPERIOR.

The command brings the stunned remaining Bene Gesserit in the room to bow before your blood soaked sister who handed Paul his crysknife back, eyes anywhere but your face.

You were going to be sick.

   “This was the last of the old world. Tell every house, every spy, tell them all that I hold the Great Houses with my left hand and The Bene Gesserit with my right. I am Paul Atreides and The Holy Imperium begins now!” Paul roared and the room roared back.

You swayed on your feet but Paul held you fast, hands slick with blood from the knife on either side of your face.

    “Don’t look at them, look at me. Look at me and know that nothing now will go against you.” He whispered.

Nothing would go against you.

Up until this moment you carried your mother’s agony.

It never occurred to you that you carried her ecstasy instead.

That’s chapter two! Not sure how I feel about it but thank you for reading! If you want to see chapter three, please interact with this chapter, comment or reblog! 

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[summer-nights19]

Hii! Can you make a Murasakibara x reader . Murasakibara calls his s/o by a cute nickname after his basketball practice is over and his s/o came to see if his practice is over so they both can go home together after school + the reaction of GOM when they get to know murasakibara is dating someone.? Bye, have a great day /night!

Hi anon ! Thank you so much, and this is really cute, thanks for the mental picture <33

Reading you guys' KnB imagines always makes my day, so please continue to send em in !

When his friends find out you're dating

Murasakibara x gn reader

(AU in which the GOM remain teammates after middle school)

@neoo you might like this one

You took your phone out of your bag to check the time as you walked towards the school gym. If you remembered correctly, Atsushi's basketball practice should have ended around five minutes ago. It was the last practice session of a very busy season, so he'd promised to take you out as soon as it was finished. When you asked where, he said it was a surprise and that he'd take you there after practice. The more you thought about spending the evening with your beloved boyfriend after a few weeks of barely seeing him outside of school, the giddier you felt. When you finally reached the gym and pushed the door open, you saw Atsushi talking with the other members of the generation of miracles as they walked out of the changing room. Even though most members of the generation of miracles were pretty tall, Murasakibara still managed to tower over them. He'd changed out of his basketball kit and into a loose fitting black shirt with short sleeves and grey sweatpants. His hair was also up- he knew that was a weakness of yours. You didn't mind that he dressed more casually- in fact, as you checked out his long, toned arms, you realised how much you liked it. As soon as Murasakibara saw you standing and starin at the door, he smiled slightly and walked over to you.

"Hey baby, you ready to leave after this ?" You opened your mouth to answer but Kuroko beat you to it.

"What ? Murasakibara and Y/N ? Why didn't anybody tell me ?" You tried not to laugh at the look of utter shock on his face as his eyes darted between you and Atsushi. Aomine cut in, frowning

"Yeah ! And why does he get to date someone that hot ? Y/N, if you ever grow bored of this dry ass man then you know where to find-" This time, it was Atsushi who cut Aomine off by shoving him in the opposite direction to you.

"Over my dead body," he said, glaring at Aomine. The latter simply smirked and raised his eyebrows

"Control yourself, Aomine. Anyway, you're all just idiots. This has been rather obvious for a few weeks now. Whenever Murasakibara has free time, he spends it with Y/N, and he always takes every opportunity to text them during practice. Akashi has noticed it too. While I normally wouldn't condone dating within a friendship group, their signs are perfectly matched," Midorima explained, a triumphant look on his face, while Akashi stood there silently. You hadn't expected much of a reaction from him, because you realised on some level he'd always known, and had given you and Atsushi small windows of time in which you could meet and talk all throughout the last basketball season. When you'd thanked him for all his help, he'd just nodded and smiled slightly.

You listened and tried to hold in your laughter as Aomine and Midorima began to squabble over his remark. These guys were idiots, but they were your idiots. They'd been your best friends since middle school and you were glad that you finally had the opportunity to share this with them. Kise finally broke the spat, smiling in your direction as he spoke.

"Yeah, you guys really weren't as discreet as you thought. I mean, Murasakibaracchi literally has a picture of you in his basketball jersey as his phone lockscreen. Anyway, though I agree with Aominecchi that this is slightly unfair, I wish you two all the best. You look really cute together, as well as being well matched,"

"Yeah," Kuroko agreed, smiling at you as you blushed.

"Aww guys... thank you so much ! We would have told you earlier, but we were afraid it would change things between the group,"

"Nah. No matter what happens, we'll stick together. We've made it this far, right ?" Aomine replied, and the others nodded in agreement. Atsushi put an arm around your waist and looked at the guys.

"Now that you know, I'd appreciate it if you stopped wasting our time. I'm taking Y/N on a date tonight. Also, keep your hands to yourselves. Y/N is mine," he said, glaring at Aomine and Kise. You smiled up at him, your heart beating faster as he revealed this new possessive side to his nature. He squeezed you a little before hoisting you over his shoulder as if you weighed nothing.

"Wha- Atsushi ! What do you think you're doing ?" you asked, squirming in his grasp playfully.

"We'll get there faster like this,". He tightened his grip around you and you let yourself relax, breathing in his warm scent as he carried you out of the gym.

"Bye guys !" you said, smiling as Atsushi carried you out. The others smiled back at you, waving as they watched you and Atsushi leave the gym.

As soon as you'd left, Kuroko opened his mouth again

"So that's why Murasakibara was asking about where the rose garden was,"

Kise facepalmed and laughed a little

"Yes, it was. He wanted to surpris them with a truly romantic spot. God, you really are dense at times, Kurokocchi,"

Masterlist

[quillsareswords]

Ok but now we need Damian in a ghostface mask content 😩

DAMIAN WAYNE X READER

WARNINGS: suggestive, language

MASTER LIST in BIO

It's one of your favorite movies. You've rewatched the first one three times this month. At least three, anyway. There's a decent chance you've had it running in the background when he wasn't around.

That's to say: he recognizes the mask as soon as he sees it. Hanging there on a peg wall, among dozens of others in various colors with extra features, he picks it out immediately. Shiny white plastic, cheap black fabric.

"Don't kill me Mr. Ghostface, I wanna be in the sequel!"

How many times have you sang along to that line? How many times have you thrown it into everyday life to get a laugh out of him?

Mari is cheering further up the isle, apparently having found a mask she likes. Todd is laughing, so he'd better go investigate. God help him if it's something Jason is laughing at.

He grabs the first one in the row and tucks it under his arm.

(Of course Mari Grayson would pick out the most ghoulish latex gargoyle mask she could find.)

You get to his place later than usual due some accident on the subway track you didn't pay much attention to. You zoned out after you heard non-fatal. Your shoes get pried off and left by the door, you jacket abandoned over the back of the couch with your backpack.

"Damian?" you call, raking a hand through your hair on the way to the kitchen. "Are you home yet?"

No response. You lug the refrigerator door open. "Guess not." Let's see...grapes, guacamole, apples, caramel dip, tofu stir fry from last night...

You grab the guacamole dish. Where does he keep the chips, again? Same cabinet as the bread, right?

You close the refrigerator door, and there's a black shadow inches from your face. "Surprise, Sidney."

A scream rips out of your throat as you stumble sideways, hurling the plastic Tupperware with everything you've got.

In one motion, Damian yanks the mask off and narrowly ducks out of the way. The shit-eating grin whitening his teeth melts a little when he turns at the horrific sound behind him.

His poor guacamole, splattered against the wall like a gory scene straight out of a horror movie, and the plastic container rolling pathetically on the floor, cracked in three places.

He turns back toward you, leaning all your weight against the counter with your face in your hands. "I think you almost killed me with a bowl of guacamole."

The fingers on your left hand inch apart to reveal your glare. "You're such a dick."

He's grinning again. "I thought you liked Ghostface."

You drop your hands and cross your arms to scowl at him. "I do like Ghostface. I live Ghostface. If Ghostface asked me to marry him, I'd leave you in a heartbeat."

He chuckles, deep in his chest, and moves forward. "Oh, come on. I'm sorry, Beloved. I couldn't resist." He opens his arms before he's reached you, just in case you really are angry with him and decide to stop him.

You don't. You let him step into your space, rubbing his warm palms up and down your arms, mask abandoned on the counter behind you. "Well maybe I just won't be able to resist dying all your fancy white shirts bright pink." You glance down at the one he's wearing now for emphasis, but it's not a nice white one. It's the black t-shirt he yanked on this morning to wear under that nice new jacket. The one that hugs his torso about as tightly as you do when he leaves for patrol.

His grin fades into a much kinder smile. "Orange. I'll wear them for Halloween."

Your glare is wavering the longer he looks at you. You hum noncommittally. "I'm trying to say that you've got a lot of grovelling to do, Mr. Ghostface."

He leans a little closer. "Oh? What kind of grovelling do you have in mind, Dearest?"

You hum again, drawn out and low to stall while your hand reaches awkwardly backwards. Your fingers brush cheap fabric. "I don't know about you, but I'm thinking Morticia and Gomez Addams kind of grovelling," you pause, lifting the mask between you to hold it in front of his face, "but you put this back on first."

Kind smile becomes devious as you lower it again to gauge his reaction. His eyes spark as green as fresh moss, cradling the growing black of his pupils like gemstones. "Well, if that's what it takes to earn forgiveness..." He takes the mask from you gently and slides it on. "Whatever you wish, Cara Mia."

The door bell chimes.

Crisp and loud.

Ignore it, is on the tip of your tongue, but it dies when you hear your phone buzz with what is undoubtedly an I'm here text message. You sigh. You'd completely forgotten about offering to loan your friend some clothes for her Halloween costume.

He goes still in front of you, one hand once again pressing into your bicep, the other planted on the counter beside you. Immediately, he's debating whether or not to leave whoever it is standing in the hall and make up some excuse later. But then...

"I'm going to answer the door like this."

You look again to his tight shirt, black jeans, mask. Doesn't matter who is at the door, this image of Damian is all yours. "No the fuck you aren't."

There's immediate jealousy in your tone, a knee-jerk reaction. It must be somebody you know.

Even better.

"Yes, the fuck I am."

[thewritetofreespeech]

hi! i see your requests are open. can i ask about a headcanon where reader is a volleyball player in kaijo and just like kise, is also really popular, but reader is a huge introvert, doesn't really like the attention they're getting and gets overwhelmed by it from time to time. much like a black cat x golden retriever couple energy. thank you so much!

Kise + Volleyball star reader

Kise is of course always excited to get attention.

Luckily he is popular, but even then he stacks the deck sometimes to get more attention.

When this happens s/o is less thrilled to be around him than usual. They hate crowds.

He tries to be respectful of this but often forgets as he’s a little self-centered.

As an extrovert he just can’t understand why anyone so pretty, and talented, and all around great wouldn’t want people to tell them about it.

Does admire their ‘keep your head down’ work ethic to their sports craft.

Since he’s always had Copy, he’s never really had to work that hard; unless it’s with the GOM or Serin.

Their dedication and spirit is something very attractive to him.

Makes an absolute scene at their matches. Brings banners. Blow horns. Has a ‘Go [Y/N]- cchi’ headband made.

Doesn’t mean to embarrass them. He’s just so excited and wants to show his support.

Appreciate that s/o comes to his games. Even if they cheer a little more quietly.

[terriblesportsimagines]

>:))

top 5 fave animes?

top 5 fave knb matches?

top 5 fave requests u’ve gotten?

top 5 fave things about your fave character?

Oh man, this is a really long post that took me hours to write XD I apologize for the length and the going a little nuts over a character not from a series I write this blog for ^-^'

Here we go~

Top 5 fave animes (this is hard btw lmao it tends to change over time XD)

Tokyo Revengers

Daiya no Ace

Naruto

Kuroko no Basket

Yuri on Ice

Remembering all the anime I've watched is haaard. and 'fave' is transitory lol. The above five are the one's I've rewatched out of love. There are a bunch that I love but that were just short one-season things that I never wrote anything for like My Roomate is a Cat, and Kotaro Lives Alone, Gakuen Babysitters and Record of Ragnarok.

But honorable mentions go to OG/or high-fave anime that I still write for:

Gundam Wing

Yu-Gi-Oh

Herioc Legend of Arislan

Eyeshield 21

Days

Top 5 fave knb matches

Seirin vs Rakuzan

Too vs Kaijo

Seirin vs Shutoku

Seirin vs Yozen

Seirin vs Too

Top 5 fave requests

This is really hard because there are SO MANY, and there is only one that really sticks out. I went back through my asks and it took so long XD

Kominato Ryousuke x Reader x Kuramochi Youichi smut

GoM play laser tag

Ryousuke, Mochi and Miyuki react to s/o's cheesy pick up lines

Akashi's son goes to kindergarten

Lemony Yamato, Kakei, and Marco

Making out headcanons with Phichit, Guanghong and Yurio

Top 5 fave things about my fave character

Okay, so trying to choose ONE character is really hard... I'm going to go with Mikey from TR because he's my current fave lol

He can be incredibly loyal, especially when he's younger. He will throw down with anyone that talks shit or hurts his gang or any of it's members. Of course, loses this some over time as he gets darker

He's beautiful, and adorable, no matter which timeline Mikey it is. Looks wise, my least favorite is serial killer!Mikey cause black hair looks weird on him, as black hair often does on blonds. My fave is either first!timeline adult Mikey, or pre-serial killer Mikey, when he has the short blond hair.

He loves deeply and fiercely. This is why he breaks a little more every time he loses someone, until his final loss and he gives in completely to the darkness. His inability to deal with his lost loved ones is the corner stone of why he goes dark (even with the revelations of the last few chapters)

He's so badass, but like, super childish at the same time? He rides the fine like between capability and being taken care of. Like he can stand up and be independent, and is the BOSS, but if there are others around that will wait on him, he will take advantage lol

His ambition and leadership qualities. Mikey knows himself, he knows the darkness and knows the path he's headed towards -- it was the path he chose. Because he knows himself, and because he's loyal and loves his friends, he leaves them to keep them safe, mostly from himself.

Mikey is so complex, but at his heart, he's a loyal, loving boy/man that was hurt over and over until he was forced to harden himself to survive. He's childish in some cases (mostly when he's a 14/15 year old baby), but he grows through out the course of the series (sadly, just not for the better). He lost literally everyone closest to him, and really is a product of a life of tragedy and pain. This is why I think he's one of most sympathetic villains I've ever read, and the mangaka has done a great job with the story telling, for the most part.

/End rant cause I could go on forever.

[hon3ybee-3]

Dear can I request a college au scenario with the GoM + Kagami with the mc being a cosplayer and killing it with black cosplay in Japan while going to her bae’s games?

GoM + Kagami x Black Cosplayer

sorry this took me awhile i’m getting back into writing lmao but i hope you enjoy!!

Kagami

- y’all have been dating ever since high school

- not matter what you both supported each other and your dreams

- He was working his ass off doing basketball like always and you were slaying doing cosplay

- overtime your followers began to grow, and you started becoming very successful cosplayer in japan

- showing up at anime conventions, getting sent anime theme packages, getting so many likes and comments

- but you still manage to attend you babys games lookin all cute together

- you both love when fans come up to and ask when you will both do cosplays together

- he carrys a little good luck charm thats a picture of you in cosplay

- sometimes you even manges to get your hands on a jeresy thats his and match with him

- he absoluty loves when you do that

- he supports your cosplays and you support his basketball dream and together are one of the internets cutest couple

Kuroko

- he finds your cosplays absolutely adorable

- supports them, literally is your photographer

- he does do cosplays with you and tetsuya #2

- he died wjhen you and number 2 did a kiba and akamaru took so many pictures

- looks at them a just smiles

- overtime you both noticed that both your followings grew big and fast

- you both supported each other by showing up to each other events and games

- finds it cute when his fans recognize you from social media

- they beg you both to do cosplays together and you both do

- it’s y’all wallpaper

Aomine

- he doesn’t get why you do it at first but if it makes you happy he loves it

- takes lots of pictures of you when you aren’t looking lmao

- you cosplaying as michiko malandro is his favorite

- he thinks you look hot and bad ass

- this man begged you to cosplay as a bunny girl

- and y’all do a little role play later 😏

- always post about you when you cosplay

- he is proud of you and how far you have come with you social media

- will roast tf out of anyone who is making fun of you and leave rude comments

- shows you off you off to the interviewers and fans

- y’all fans make so many couple accounts for you guys

Kise

- he promotes all your shit

- hypes you up to the maxxxxxx

- he’s always posing you like “look at my cutie cosplaying”

- he gets his photographers to take professional pictures of you

- he thinks you look absolutely adorable with your cosplays

- he doesn’t do them with you at first but after some begging he does it

- literally have headshot of you two cosplaying together and flashes them around

- gets all the best clothing and hair when it come to cosplaying

- has you looking bomb, baby you slay

Midorima

- now he really doesn't get why you do it

- he might say somethings about it but talk with him about it and he comes around to it

- find you so cute

- has little charms of anime characters you gave his

- those are his real luck charms but he won’t tell you

- you cannot convince this man to do it with you

- he says it’s your thing not his

- but after a few puppy faces and some begs you finally get him to do it

- but only once

- although the does go out anime events and conventions with you

Akashi

- buys all of the finest materials and wigs for you cosplays

- find it’s cute that you do cosplay, doesn’t ming if you put on a little show for him

- your bunny girl cosplay is his favorite too 😏

- doesn’t cosplay with you but rather watch you do it

- has a pic of you in his favorite cosplay in his wallet

- takes you to all the your anime events in style

- both you of looking fly

- makes sure you keep track of you college work

- likes that fame you get from fans but he doesn’t like it as much

- but rather watch you shine

Murasakibara

- to lazy to cosplay with you

- but finds you cute

- doesn’t like that attention that is drawn from you too from fans

- get a little jealous when he sees other guys commenting on your post

- absolutely loved your cosplay as sheele from akame ga kill

- thought the long purple hair looked good with your skin

- is favorite thing to do is sit around after classes/ practice and watch anime

- his wallpaper is you guys cosplay

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[mercur1e]

GOM + kagami and hanamiya with a black s/o who smokes

Aomine

Chill about it

Doesn't really care too much

Might ask for a hit every blue moon

But he's an athlete so I doubt it

Will ask to split an edible though

Off topic but Imayoshi caught you smoking one time and never let's you live it down

You don't really care cause you know he wont snitch

Plus you've got dirt on him too so

Y'all take naps on the roof together

Finds the smell relaxing

Akashi

Please dont smoke or roll up around this man

Will snatch your shit and throw it away

"NIGGA CAN I SMOKE IN PEACE???" Is something you find yourself often saying

Will lecture you

You have to smoke wherever he isnt

Will smell the smoke on you and loud cap you...ass (only in front the team though)

Gave up on trying to get you to stop because you'd just find loopholes, but still voices his disapproval

"Y/N smoking damages your lungs" Honestly he's a mom nagging you

One time you were eating an edible at practice and Hayama loud capped you

You wanted to kill him

"OOO Y/N IS THAT A BROWNIE??? CAN I HAVE A PIECE??" NO HAYAMA SHUSH BRO

Would never pick up a blunt in his life and scrunches his nose when he smells weed

Mayuzumi is your smoking buddy sometimes

Yall duck off to the roof and share a blunt on occasion

You might get away with gummies idk

Kagami

Mans lived in California he's doesn't care

Smoked once and freaked out, never did it again

Doesn't really like the fact that you smoke but he's not gonna lecture or beg you to stop

You go to him when you have the munchies

Gives you snacks when you're hungry

Offer him a dab pen and he just might take a hit, just might

Midoroma

Bitches about it like a mad mother

"Y/N this is unacceptable behavior and it can seriously hurt your health andddd now it's a lecture

Not chill about it at all

Always complains

Goes somewhere else when you smoke

Would never take a hit or eat an edible

Tries to get you to stop but it fails, multiple times

Takao though

Yall split an edible on the way to school sometimes

Like Akashi, doesn't let you smoke in peace if he's around, and if he is he's multiple feet away from you, still lecturing lol

Kise

Is surprised

Stays away from you when you smoke at school because he doesn't want someone to call him out on the smell

When he's stressed he'll smoke with you

Sometimes he pops an edible before going to school so his fangirls are a little more tolerable

Can get high and not look high

One time someone smelled your weed on him and they thought it was a fancy cologne LMAO

He was sweating bullets

"Y-yeah its uh limited edition"

Has a dab pen

Uses his expensive perfumes to cover up the smell of the weed

Murasakibara

Doesn't like the smell

Asks you to sit outside or go somewhere else cuz it fucks with his appetite ig

Yall go on snack runs together

Walmart raids, but for different snacking reasons

The cashiers are sick of yall

Doesn't really care for it, probably wouldn't be able to get him to smoke

Has almost accidentally ate your edibles on multiple occasions

You have to put a label on them

May take a hit of a dab pen

But please dont let get high he will eat everything in sight

You two take naps together after pigging out

Kuroko

Doesn't like it, but whatever it's your life

May try to convince you to stop

You don't smoke around him because you know he doesn't like it and he's not disrespectful like Midorima and Akashi

Will go to Maji burger with you tho

#2 almost got into your edibles but you never told him because you didn't want him to freak out

Keyword almost, you caught him before he could

Asks you stuff about weed and being high just because he's curious about it

Hanamiya

Heheheh my man

(Yeah I know most athletes dont smoke because health and fitness but just act like he does)

Yall smoke together all the time

Smokes with you on the roof and chills with you

Brings snacks but sometimes wont share like the shithead he is

Bring your own just in case

Will eat an edible with you in front of other students because he knows they're too afraid of him to tell

The dude that's always smoking in the school bathrooms

If you lay on his chest you'll smell it

SHOTGUNNING

High sex

Smoke circle with KiriDai

The one who asks weird but interesting questions when high

Yall nap together on the roof or at each other's houses

You two share a blunt on the way to school

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Pain box [P.A]

Paul Atreides x reader

Word count: 1.6k

Requests:

Hi, love I was wondering if I could request something pretty angsty for Paul maybe? 🥺

Hi, I have a dune request where the reader has to be in the room with Paul during the box/pain test. Super angsty. Thank you, girl ☺️❤️❤️

N/A: I decided to combine these requests, and at the beginning, I wanted to do a blurb, but it turns into a one shot, haha. I hope you like it nonnys!

Your hand was shaking and you were praying that the Reverend Mother didn't notice this. Your gaze had to be kept straight ahead, your face serene and your breathing normal, but when you heard the door creak and saw two figures enter it was impossible for you not to look in that direction.

Paul, as handsome and elegant as ever, your Paul, was standing next to his mother, not having the slightest idea of ​​what was to come, and when your eyes met you felt a pang in your chest that almost made you stoop of pain.

"Defiance in the eyes..." murmured the woman sitting next to you, covered by the veil “Like his father. Leave us!” she sentenced her with a firm voice. You saw Lady Jessica try to hug her son and then give up, to simply whisper something close to his ear. But Paul's gaze was not on his mother, but on you.

Both of you were dressed in black, him in his gorgeous uniform and high boots, you in a tight-fitting dress and a silk cape, and your hearts were beating fast.

"You dismiss my mother in her own house," Paul hissed. Although everyone had him as a silly and shy boy, you knew that he was a firm man. That was something you loved about him, the courage he had to face the Reverend Mother without even knowing who it was or the power she could have over him.

"Come here," said the woman without paying the slightest attention to the claim of the young "Kneel" she murmured and saw Paul fall to his knees in front of her. He was no longer looking at you and you were not looking at him, but your gaze was forward trying to prepare yourself mentally for the task you had to perform.

"How dare you use the voice on me?" he asked, not leaving that defiant tone and glaring at the woman. But she didn't flinch, on the contrary, she only discovered the box on the armrest and looked at the boy kneeling in front of her.

"Put your right hand in the box" she ordered and Paul looked at her in disbelief "Your mother bade you obey me" reminded him and he looked at you, looking for an answer, but, although you felt his gaze, you didn’t you reciprocated. He gently shook it and with a bit of resignation placed his hand inside the box.

Your breathing quickened and you felt like vomiting, crying, and running away, but in one movement you got behind him and reached your hand up to his neck. Paul tried to turn to look at you and for a second your soul left your body.

"No!" you screamed in terror, while instinctively your other hand traveled up to his shoulder. The touch was careful, but firm, letting him know that he couldn't even think of moving in any direction. Paul felt a chill at the Reverend mother's gaze towards you and then your grip diminished until it ended up disappearing.

“She holds at your neck the Gom Jabbar. A poison needle. Instant death” he explained and you made a superhuman effort so that your hand didn’t shake and your eyes remained in front, without paying attention to the boy. You had to be strong, you had to resist and do it for him "The test is simple. Remove your hand from the box and you die”

"What’s in the box?"

"Pain"

The woman spoke again, but you couldn't hear her. You felt dizzy and struggled not to start hyperventilating. You could only hear Paul's voice, but it was still too far away to bring you back to reality.

It wasn't until you heard a growl that your senses regained their strength and you wished it hadn't been so because the first groans of pain were already leaving the man.

"Silence!" she demanded, still undeterred.

You could see the boy shaking in pain and a couple of screams escaped his throat. But you had to stay cool and calm or the damn needle would touch his neck and if that happened you were sure you would stab yourself with it a second later.

You knew he was crying, even though you couldn't see him, and you also knew that he was keeping his gaze fixed on the woman's eyes. That was Paul, that man was coping with the pain and you could finally see a little disbelief on the Reverend Mother's face.

He remained steadfast, silent, and courageous. And that inspired you to stop shaking like a fool and stay strong too. For him.

The fear is the mind-killer...you began to recite in your head, as you had done so many times, waiting to seek comfort.

"Enough" she finally whispered and a second later you pulled the needle away from his neck and you were finally able to breathe again.

But he didn’t withdraw instantly. No. As he tried to catch his breath, he lifted his chin and stared at the woman for a few seconds, completely defying her authority and with that look that screamed power.

He took a moment to remove his shaking hand from him then made sure he wasn't injured and that's when he abruptly got up and walked back, bumping into you on the way.

As soon as he remembered your presence, he looked at you and his expression softened completely as your arm went around his lower back and your fingers discreetly caressed his skin covered by the fabric. He noticed that your lip was trembling slightly and one look was enough to make you understand that he wasn’t upset with you for what had just happened. For a second there was no one but him and you in the room and you wanted to wipe the tears from him while sprinkling his face with kisses as you had so many times.

But the woman's voice brought you back to the horrible reality.

“Like sifting sand through a screen, we sift people. If you had been unable to control your impulses, like an animal, we could not let you live” he explained and you had to separate completely from him to return to the Reverend Mother's side “You inherit too much power.”

"What, because I'm a duke's son?" he said quite tired of the whole thing.

"Because you are Jessica's son." she replied seriously as if he had just insulted her "You have more than one birthright, boy" she murmured again, emphasizing the last word as if he was nothing more than that "Jessica?" He called her and Paul's mother immediately entered the room, as if she had only been waiting for a signal to check on her son "You've been training him in the Way" she murmured and you didn't know if it was a compliment or a claim, but that didn't matter much to you either. Paul was alive and that was enough for you.

"You can retire, I need to speak to Y/N in private," she said to Lady Jessica and both Paul and you felt a knot forming in your stomachs "Goodbye, young human. I hope you live,” she said calmly, but Paul stepped in front of her and confronted her again.

"What are you going to do to her?"

"That is not of your incumbency"

"Don't you dare hurt her" he exclaimed and during all his time there you hadn't seen him so angry.

"That's an order?"

"A threat"

"Paul!" her mother yelled at him as she took him by the arm "You can't talk to the Reverend Mother like that," she said, furious at her son's sudden behavior.

But the woman took that as a challenge and smirked.

“I remind you, young Atreides, that she is a Bene Gesserit. And you have no power over her,” she said, almost amused. She knew from the beginning that you were the black-haired's weak point, but she had only proven that. "Take your son, Jessica," she ordered him, and before Paul could say anything his mother was already dragging him out. The two women couldn’t see you, only him, and that was why you formed with your hands the words that you would have liked to say to him, shortly before the Reverend Mother turned in your direction.

"Reverend Mother, if you let me explain..."

“There is nothing to explain” she interrupted you abruptly “You are a Bene Gesserit and you seem to have forgotten that. You are blinded from your true task, you let feelings cloud your judgment”

"It's not like that..." you tried to defend yourself, but the tears had already reached your eyes, and that only proved it right.

She was silent for a few seconds and stared at you. You could feel the disappointment in her gaze.

"That male may have passed the test" she began to say. There was hatred in her voice, hatred and a certain satisfaction for having generated the perfect preamble for her next words "But you didn’t”

Paul watched the ship go and then found his mother through the immense fog that surrounded them, only to see her freeze in his presence.

"Paul..."

"Where is she?" he asked firmly. He didn't care what he just heard, none of that shit about being 'The One'. He only wanted to know where you were.

His mother didn’t know what to answer and a part of him interpreted that silence as something that he clearly was not going to accept.

His mind raced over and over what might be the last sight he would have of you and his heart burned with pain; a thousand times worse than that box had made him feel. He remembered your beautiful and worried face, but especially the words that you had formed for him in the air.

I love you.

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Hello!! I was stargazing and looking for shooting stars with my best friends last week and I wonder how the GOM and Kagami would feel if their crush invited them to come stargazing with them?

A/N: hi there! I hope the two of you had a wonderful evening and managed to see a shooting star or two! As always I lost myself in these so I hope you’ll enjoy what I made of this nonetheless! ♥️

Tags: GoM and Kagami x reader ✅ fluff ✅

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☆ Kuroko:

funnily enough, the two of you had the same idea, namely invite the other one to go stargazing together the upcoming weekend

surprisingly for Kuroko you were actually the one to speak out the invite first

it happened one day after basketball practice in Maji burger

you’d usually meet there from time to time and just talk about how your day went and Kagami was often there as well, but you specifically waited for a day where it was just the two of you

“So, what do you think Tetsuya? D-Do you have time this weekend?” you asked a little shyly while fiddling with the straw of your drink

“Of course, I’d be honored to join you” he’d answer not short after with a soft blush adorning his cheeks

just before you let out a sigh of relief the young man in front of you would actually giggle to himself at the realization that the two of you had the same plan

he wouldn’t tell you of course, he’d keep that secret for himself

as the days neared Kuroko would actually start thinking about how he could make the planned evening more special

Since (Y/N) invited me, I should at least do something to show how much I’ve been looking forward to it

just as he was thinking about it, it suddenly clicked and he froze

you, his crush since he’d arrived in Seirin actually asked him out…him out of all people

he felt his face heat up again and the moment he heard the familiar voice of his red-haired friend call out to him, he covered his lower face with his hand and tried to calm himself down

.

“As expected…I arrived earlier than expected” you mumble to yourself as you look around the small spot in the local park you found for tonight’s meeting

while you look around, you notice other couples and groups that took a seat on picnic blankets, ready to look at the starry night sky and maybe catch a shooting star to two, because according to the news it was rumored that some were to appear tonight

that’s when a dog’s barking caught you off guard, causing you to turn towards its source, only to be greeted by a black fur ball that jumped straight into your arms

“Nigou! I told you to not jump at people like that” you heard a soft but slightly stern voice call out to the dog that was cuddling up to you

“Tetsuya, you’re here!” you announced happily the moment you saw the young man who you’d been waiting for

he smiled down at you and attempted to take their team’s mascot from you, but had to give up rather quickly

the two of you settled down on the blanket you had prepared and began chatting about this and that until you eventually went silent

Kuroko looked down at his hands and thought about finally telling you about his feelings, so he took a deep breath and glanced at your direction

“(Y/N)…there’s something I’d like to tell you” he began and shyly looked back and forth between you and some random place in the park, “you know I was really looking forward t-to tonight and not only because of the stars, b-but also because I get to be here with you…and I really l-”

Look a shooting star!

the sudden outcry of one of the other people behind you made you both look up to the sky so you could catch the long-awaited phenomenon

“What did you want to say Tetsuya?”

while your eyes were still stuck on the dark sky above, a pair of blue eyes were admiring your facial features with a soft smile

“It was nothing important…it can wait”

☆ Kagami:

catching this young man somewhere out of the school’s gym was nearly impossible, so after trying to get him on his own for so long and repeatedly failing you eventually decided to sit down and wait for him to finish

“Kagami, wait up! There’s something I need to talk to you about” you called after him as he slowly made his way out

“(Y/N)? You were here the entire time? Why didn’t you say anything?” he asked completely clueless to your surprising visit

you placed your hands on your hips and chewed him out for being too focused on throwing one basket after the other and only when you’d gotten that out of your system did you proceed to the invitation

“There is going to be a meteor shower tomorrow evening so I was wondering whether you wanted to join me.”

“Yes of course, gladly, though I’m not sure if that’s really something for me, but I don’t mind trying! Shall we eat something before that, my treat!”

his enthusiasm and unexpected invitation caught you more off guard than him so all you could do was nod in response

“Perfect, I’ll give you a call at around 6PM tomorrow for the details. Until then!”

and just like that he left you behind speechless and pleasantly surprised

.

as promised you got a call from Kagami at 6PM during which he directed you to a little playground in his neighborhood, where he eventually picked you up

the two of you went to his house where he’d already prepared something warm for the two of you to eat before heading out

he was really welcoming and gentlemanly, giving you a small tour before sitting you down and starting to eat

unbeknownst to the two of you, time flew by while you guys had an amazingly fun time talking and eating the delicious food Kagami had made for you

eventually it hit you and you sprang up in shock “Oh my god Kagami! The meteor shower!”

he needed a little before actually understanding what you were implying

“Oh my god, I’m sorry I got carried away, let’s hurry and we might actually catch it!”

while you jogged to the hallway to get ready he took a look outside his windows, calling you over and despite your many protests you joined him and saw what he meant

“Who would’ve thought that we’d be able to see it from your balcony” you eventually murmured under the your breath with a hint of relief in your voice

your fascination with the sight before you made you miss the smile on the young man’s face

“(Y/N), I also prepared some dessert so…shall we sit back down?” he asked with slightly flushed cheeks, the dessert being an obvious excuse for something else he might’ve wanted to share with you

☆ Kise:

Kise would be more than happy to get invited by you and he’d make it known by shouting how he’s already looking forward to it and how you aren’t going to regret it

at his slightly over the top reaction you’d just smile and try to hide your embarrassment from all the looks the two of you were getting

I should’ve asked him in a more private place rather than in the middle of the hallway during recess…

still, you were happy that he reacted that way and were pretty relieved that he didn’t blow you off

what you wouldn’t know though is how he’d actually panic afterwards and go through a small episode where he contemplates whether it was a good idea to agree

“Weren’t you crushing on (Y/N)?” Kasamatsu would eventually ask one day, when he notices that Kise is genuinely freaking out about it and it’s not his typical way of trying to get sympathy and attention, “Isn’t it like the perfect scenario for you to finally confess?”

“C-Confess?…Confess?! Kasamatsu senpai are you crazy? I don’t have any idea about astrology in the first place and you just want me to skip straight to the final stage?!”

and that’s how the first few days would go down; the blond man constantly finding little problems in the hope to find an excuse not to go but after a few slaps from his upperclassmen he’d realize just how lucky he truly was

(Y/N) also had a lot of courage to ask me out like that…so I have to make up for it, be a man and get out there and make this night unforgettable

.

on the faithful night he’d be pretty nervous and arrive 20 minutes earlier than promised

these 20 minutes were hell for him but only until he heard footsteps approaching, glancing up and locking eyes with you, that was when all those worries were gone like the wind

the two of you had each brought something to eat and drink, additionally, you had a big picknick blanket for you to sit on while Kise had brought two smaller ones just in case you got cold with just your jackets

at first the atmosphere was a tad tense, resulting in a rather long period of silence during which the two of you looked up at the sky and pondered whether you should say something or stay silent

funnily enough, both of you were thinking more or less the same thing, namely how you probably bored the other one

“Say (Y/N)-” / “Say Kise-”

that little blunder immediately made the two of you laugh, reliving the remaining tension between you and you were finally able to chat with each other properly

“You know (Y/N)-cchi,” Kise eventually said, “I was really nervous for today, I didn’t want to seem uncool to you and even tried to learn a little about the stars so I could make this little date more worthwhile for you”

at the mention of the word date you blushed slightly and smiled “How come you think that I’d be bored with you Kise?”

his big yellow eyes looked at your face and his pulse quickened at the sight of your flushed cheeks as he attentively listened to your explanation on why you invited him so you could spend some time with each other and have a nice evening while you gazed at the stars

moments after you’d finished your monologue you felt warm fingers graze your own

“…thank you (Y/N)-cchi, there really isn’t anything better for me than being with the person I l-love the most” he whispered the last part hoping that you would miss it, but your red and smiling face proved him wrong

☆ Midorima:

if it weren’t for the fact that you invited him to one of his favorite activities besides basketball, he would be a stammering and blushing mess trying to tsundere his way out of it saying stuff like “I’ll be joining you b-because of the stars and nothing else! I-It’s for science!”

moving on, he’d genuinely be surprised because the moment you chose to invite him was during lunch break, where he usually was on his own or getting annoyed by Takao

at first he wouldn’t react much, just adjust his glasses and ask why you chose him

but the moment that question leaves his mouth he’d regret it, worrying that he sounded indifferent to it (which was obviously not the case)

when he sees you grin happily though, all his worries were blown away

“I know that you’re a fan of stuff like that so I thought you might want to join me…unless I assumed wrong a-”

“I’ll be there. Tomorrow was it? How does 5 PM sound?”

now it was you who was thrown aback by his sudden enthusiasm, but it was a big relief so you confirmed what he’d suggested, but before you could properly tell him goodbye he murmured a quick until then and had sprinted back into his classroom, wanting to hide his blushing cheeks from you more than anything

.

on the day of your stargazing meetup he’d actually be there an hour earlier and set everything up; from a blanket on which the two of you could sit on to his own telescope, he’d have everything ready and then proceed to note different stuff down on his notebook until you arrived

the moment you arrive at the meeting spot you’d be more than just surprised

you did come prepared, as in: having some snacks ready and a blanket but compared to the young man it was nothing

“I’m sorry, I hope you didn’t have to wait long” you’d apologize and instantly freeze up when you see just how much he went out with everything

he’d just shake his head and occasionally steal glances in your direction to see what kind of reaction you’d give him so when you actually speak up, Midorima would jump a little and start listening like his life depended on it

“You were quite prepared for tonight huh? …now I feel kinda bad for co-”

“Don’t!” he would interrupt and instantly be embarrassed about shouting like that, before continuing “…I was looking forward to it, that’s why”

you’d smile and state how you should’ve expected it since it’s something he likes while you look up at the starry night sky

the young man next to you would clench his fists and glance towards you once again before murmuring, that you were the main reason he was so excited for today

☆ Aomine:

inviting Aomine to something like stargazing was an impossible task, even if you were his crush

one of your first mistakes was sharing your plans with Momoi beforehand, because she was so excited for the two of you to finally have a “date” during which he could confess

she ran to him moments after and began suggesting how he should answer, behave, and prepare for that night

and as expected he got super annoyed, not only did he hate it when Momoi was butting into his business - his feelings in that case - but also by telling him about your plans it kinda ruined the surprise for him

I wanted to hear it from (Y/N)’s mouth…

that annoyance stayed with him even when you came to fulfill your part and actually invite him

he was on the school’s rooftop (as always), hands behind his head as a makeshift pillow, eyes closed, and one of his knees bent upwards

“Aomine, you up?” you gently asked the moment you’d kneeled down besides him

instead of a proper answer, all you got was a silent mm so you took that as a yes and proceeded to the actual invitation

you were aware that stargazing might not have been the most suiting activity for someone like him, but all you wanted was to spend some time with him in peace

so when you saw him furrow his brows in annoyance and slowly get up, you couldn’t help but shut up

“This is ridiculous”

that was all he said before leaving you alone

God damn it…why did I say that?

he immediately regretted what he’d done and wanted to turn back to apologize but by the time he’d made up his mind, it was too late

.

on the night of the stargazing you sat down and wrapped a small blanket around yourself to warm up while gazing up to the night sky

you pulled your knees towards yourself and leaned your chin on your kneecaps

“Guess I’ll be all alone for this one, huh?”

“Then how about some company?”

the sudden presence of someone else startled you and made you want to look back to see who it was, but before you could, you felt a big hand place a beanie on top of your head, robbing you from all vision

while you fumbled with it, the person plopped themself down next to you and laughed at your struggling form

once you’d adjusted the beanie you were finally able to recognize who had joined you

“A-Aomine…?”

“Sorry I’m late, but I had some snacks to buy, couldn’t come empty-handed now could I?”

you smiled at him, happy that he came in the end, but you had to admit that you were curious as to how that mind-change occurred and you unconsciously spoke that question out loud

“Well…if im honest with you, I actually found out about your plan to invite me a-”

“God…did Momoi tell you?” you inquired and immediately face palmed as you saw him nod

“It annoyed me too, you know? I didn’t want to hear it from her after all” he paused and scratched his cheek before continuing, “but I’m still glad you even had those intentions, s-so…thank you, I’m really glad to be here with you”

you nodded, a grin adorning your face at the sight of Aomine’s blushing face

☆ Murasakibara:

he’d be so caught off guard that you actually approached him that he’d freeze up and for the duration of you inviting him his head would be somewhere in the clouds

“So I was wondering whether you’d like to join me and stargaze together” you’d ask, cheeks slightly flushed

“Mhm”

“Ok perfect then how does this Saturday night sound?”

“Mhm”

“Ok then…until then, Atsushi!”

“Mhm”

the moment you’re gone from sight his teammates and friend would jog up to him with big grins on their faces and congratulate the purple giant for finally having the opportunity to spend some alone time with his longtime crush, aka. you

You finally did it big guy!

Yeah, congrats! Now make sure to actually tell her your feelings, else this would’ve been for naught!

Senpai, I don’t think we should rush him, let’s just leave it to these two.

while everyone was overjoyed for him all Murasakibara could say was: “What just happened?”

to that everyone began laughing, saying how much of a shy guy he was when it came to you but little did they know that he was serious

the tall young man only remembered how you’d called out to him while slowly closing the distance between you two and after that everything was foggy, until of course his basketball team’s captain had slapped his back with a grinning face

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“Say Atsushi…should you really be here with us?” asked Himuro a little reluctant as he looked to his tall friend who was holding a big bag full of different snacks

with his full mouth, said man just glanced over to the man beside him, seemingly confused

realizing that Murasakibara truly had no clue about what day it is, he stopped and told him how tonight he was supposed to meet up with you for stargazing…

meanwhile you were sitting on a picnic blanket you’d brought for the two of you, waiting for the young man to finally show up

He probably forgot…or maybe he…he didn’t want to come in the first place

you felt how tears started to obscure your vision so you blinked a couple of times before getting up and sighing in frustration about the way you immediately thought about the worst case scenario

“(Y/N)-chin!!!”

the sudden scream of your name made you jump and before you could turn to its source you felt a big mass collide with you, causing the two of you to fall over

“(Y/N)-chin, I’m so sorry I’m late, please don’t go!”

the person who’d just tackled you to the ground and was holding onto you like his life depended on it, was none other than Murasakibara

you began laughing at his adorable behavior and placed your hand on top of his head, reassuring him that you wouldn’t leave and that you just wanted to take a small walk

the way you tried to calm him down wasn’t working because no matter what you said the young man could see the tears you tried to blink away and without thinking he reached for your cheeks, cupping them, and slowly bringing your faces close to each other…

☆ Akashi:

the act of asking out the most successful and popular student from Rakuzan was something like an event in itself and everyone that was in the vicinity, witnessing the courageous students that dared it, always ended up feeling sad

so of course, not many dared take that step and you usually wouldn’t either, but Akashi was someone you’d gotten to know a little bit better over the course of the past few months and you just wanted to invite him to go out with you to look at the stars together, nothing more

when you stood in front of his class’ room everyone that was present couldn’t help but listen in and secretly pray that he wasn’t too harsh with you

much to everyone’s surprise, the way he greeted and talked to you was absolutely different than what they were used to

“How can I help you (Y/N)? Is there anything you need help with?”

“No no nothing like that…I was just wondering whether you’d have the time this Friday evening to go stargazing together”

the young man was slightly caught off guard and needed a little to process the sudden invitation until he agreed with his usual soft smile

you both agreed on a time and place before saying goodbye to each other

you smiled happily to yourself completely missing out on the smile that also adorned the red-haired man’s face as he saw you go down the hallway

Who would’ve thought that you’d be the one to ask me out first, (Y/N)…seems like I also have to put my back into it

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Friday evening Akashi had arrived way ahead of the agreed time to prepare everything to ensure that you both had a comfortable time while stargazing

but he made sure to not go all out with everything just because he was worried he might scare you off or something like that

just as he was thinking about it he heard his phone vibrate and upon looking at its screen he saw your message of having arrived and that you’d need a couple of minutes to arrive

“Good evening (Y/N),” he greeted you the moment he saw you approaching, a bouquet of flowers in his hands which he handed to you when you were in front of him

“A-Akashi, that really wasn’t necessary,” you said after gratefully accepting and smelling them

the young man giggled slightly and motioned that you had some dust on your nose which you immediately tried to remove in embarrassment

“May I?” he eventually asked when he saw you struggling and proceeded to gently clean your nose with his finger

“(Y/N) there’s something I need to tell you,” Akashi announced and extended his hand to you before continuing, “but first, we have a meteor shower to look at…shall we?”

[sebastianswallows]

The Little Death — 4. The best of all possible worlds

— PAIRING: Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen x Bene Gesserit!Reader

— SYNOPSIS: A Bene Gesserit gets left behind in the Arrakeen palace. When Feyd becomes the Planetary Governor, he finds her there in hiding. The Harkonnens don't traditionally keep them as truthsayers or concubines like other Houses do, but Feyd might have a use for her. After all, he's never had a Bene Gesserit of his own before.

— WARNINGS: smut, wet and messy oral sex (m receiving and regretting it), femdom, sub!Feyd, a bit of cock and ball torture, begging, cumplay, choking, somewhat noncon, BGSM (Bene Gesserit Sado Masochism)

— WORDCOUNT: 2.7k

— TAGLIST: @elf-punk @lowlyloved @pomtherine​ @localravenclaw

Humans are born with a susceptibility to that most persistent and debilitating disease of intellect: self-deception. The best of all possible worlds and the worst get their dramatic colouration from it.

— Bene Gesserit Coda

Feyd was breathless. Kneeling before him, as wild and soft as the dust clouds of Arrakis, was a girl with his blood on her lips. She worked his armour off as swiftly as if she herself had worn it and left him naked on the bed while she tugged his boots and trousers off. Her gaze lingered for a moment on his cock, her attention and the cold air of the room kissing its surface. It twitched, yearning for something, straining up toward her with shyness. Her lips curled deliciously before she looked into his eyes again. Feyd swallowed the knot in his throat and moaned.

Her palm travelled up his arm with, deceitfully gentle, caressing the pain that still travelled through it, while her tongue lapped at the wound on his hand. Her eyes, shadowed by dark lashes, looked up into his own, and his heart stuttered. At that moment, he could ask for nothing more from his witch.

He raised a hand to cup her cheek and for a moment felt the way the muscles in her jaw worked as she licked him — an intoxicating feeling — but then she grabbed his wrist and pushed it away from her. It surprised him, angered him, and delighted him… Unlike the other Bene Gesserit he’d met, she did not use her voice to control him, she just used her body. A warrior in her own right.

“Is this your Gom Jabbar,” he giggled between hisses of pain. “Is this your box? That pretty mouth?”

She smiled around his flesh and lifted herself on her knees, slinking up toward him.

“Would you like it to be?”

Feyd looked into her eyes and saw in them everything he wanted to see. All of her attention was on him. Her every breath was breathed for him. He’d never felt more alive than in that moment.

“Yes.”

She smiled and lowered her lips to his chest. Between his legs, he could feel her hands go to her belt, uncoiling it, then heard the soft thud as her dress pooled at her feet. He started breathing faster, excited at the prospect of seeing all of her, but she just pushed him lower, lower on the bed, and crawled above him. Her lips caressed his skin, her tongue teased it, and when she moved her attention to the divot at the centre of his chest he felt her suckle on the drops of sweat there.

“Dirty witch,” he purred.

“Dirty master.”

Feyd let his head lean back and chuckled. She flattened her tongue on his skin, dragging it up to his neck, and lapped against the beating of his pulse.

“Water is precious on Arrakis,” she whispered. “It is life itself.”

He shivered, hands fisting in the sheets with pleasant memories. Each time he took a life in the arena, he took somebody’s soul, consumed it just as surely as his darlings fed on flesh. And here she was, asking to do the same.

“Will you let me take it?” she purred. “Will you let me take your life, your water?”

He grinned a black-mouthed smile as he looked down at her, and found her gaze there, waiting.

“If you can manage,” he said with a cocked brow.

She smiled at him then, an unusual sight — hardly anyone smiled at a Harkonnen — and dipped down to kiss him. Her lips were dry but sweet, and gentler than anything he’d felt before or could remember. He frowned at being treated with such caring — as if she felt something for him. And then her kiss turned to a bite and her teeth sunk in his lower lip.

“Ow,” Feyd giggled, his arms coming up to hold her.

Her hands went gently to his shoulders. From there, they travelled the smooth path of his arms until she caught his wrists and, with unusually firm pressure, she set them right above his head. He felt her body, slick as a snake, settling down on him, her hot and naked skin rubbing against his in a way that made him wince. Her hair, like a curtain, fell down around his face, and for a moment Feyd was lost in the world she made for him. He looked at the shadows that fell around them both, at her smiling face in the centre, and he could easily imagine they were the only people in the universe.

She slinked in that feline way of hers — of all Bene Gesserits perhaps — and brushed her lips against his own on her way down. He reached up for another kiss but was too slow to catch it. Her mouth settled on his clavicle and bit down hard, then she bit and kissed and licked her way down until she reached his heart. It pounded against his ribs, trying to reach toward her. She trembled, her breath tickling his chest, and with a choked little moan, she caught his nipple in her mouth.

Feyd arched his back, groaning, and tried to lift his arms, but she had locked her grip on them in such a way that he found moving impossible. Her teeth closed around his small excited bud. The open kiss of her mouth surrounded the assault, and her tongue was there to lap at the tip of it while her teeth held it still.

“Harder,” he moaned — and she obeyed him. “Ah! Hahaha!” His cheeks hurt from how widely he was smiling. He couldn’t have even answered why. “Harder, witch. My darlings can do better than that.”

She released his arms but he didn’t even have a chance to move them before she slapped his face again. Feyd gasped, his head whipped to the left as pain sang up and down his cheek. She had hit him so hard that his teeth dug into his lip.

“You don’t talk of other women when you are with me,” she said, staring down at him as she straddled his waist. Her hair fell around her figure, veiling not much at all. Above his hardening cock, he could sense the barest hint of her, warm and dripping. “Do you understand?”

“No. Best teach me again,” he grinned. “Ah!”

She slapped him on the other side and let her weight down on him. Feyd didn’t even have a chance to get angry with her because now those soft feminine parts were caressing his cock while his whole face ached. He felt himself getting harder, manhood poking at the soft cleft of her ass. But she straddled him as if he were an object, a pillow she used for her pleasure.

“You’re insufferable,” she hissed, gripping his neck and leaning in. With a rolling of her hips that made him groan, she whispered, “A violent little whore, with a sensitive little cock.”

“Who are you calling little, woman?” he growled.

She chuckled. “We’ll see about that.”

Her nails scraped down his skin, leaving painful little welts behind, as she slinked down to her knees. Before Feyd could raise himself on his elbows, she dug her nails into his thigh and, with cloying slowness, her other hand curled around his cock.

Feyd looked down at her between his parted legs, excited to see her face so close to it, her mouth teasingly opened. She licked her lips and looked up into his eyes as her grip tightened, and for a moment she seemed afraid.

Her cheek rested on his other thigh, close to where it met his hip, and she moved her fist higher up his shaft.

“Softer,” Feyd rasped. “Don’t hold it so tight, you —”

“You need a firm grip,” she purred, “my lord na-Baron.”

With lidded eyes, she took in his expanse of body. His strong and hairless thighs, the sweat that gathered at the crux of them, the hint of his round cheeks beneath, and in her grip, her prize.

“You’re blushing,” she chuckled with an innocent smile. “You are so pale, but the tip is turning rosy. So beautiful. So cute...”

He wanted to growl. Nobody referred to him that way, even if it was true, but he couldn’t bring himself to care with her hands all over him. Hot breath tickled at his skin, making him all the more aware of where her attention was focused. She licked her lips as her hand roughly tugged upward. When she reached his head she pressed her thumb against his hole.

Feyd whimpered when he felt his cock weep a little drop for her, and from the way she looked, he almost expected her to kiss it. Her eyes travelled his length while her other hand uncurled its claws from him, leaving little half-moon shapes in pink and red. She brought it below, to where his heavy sac was hanging.

“You’d better not —” he started, but cut himself off with a trembling gasp when she brushed her tongue across his tip.

She looked into his eyes as he held himself up shakily, his arms braced on the bed behind him, but then her lids fell down in something almost serene as she let her lips cover his crown. Her fist held him firmly, too firmly, so hard that the blood couldn’t flow, but he could still feel her. Her mouth was warm and wetter than anything else on that planet, and the curtain of her hair covered almost all of her. Strands stuck to his sweaty thighs. Beneath, her fingers brushed against his sac in a light petting, feeling just the surface of his softest skin. It made his legs tremble. Feyd tried to raise his hips, to push himself into her, but she braced her arms above his thighs and held him down. He groaned, upset, incensed, and petulant.

Her grip went lower, all the way down to his root, pulling his pale skin out of the way. Her lips followed, taking more of him into her mouth. Her soft tongue lapped at the exposed and tender tip, and then she kissed it. One caress of her lips bled into the other as if she couldn’t get enough, and then she started nursing herself on it, suckling the wetness from his cock in a way that felt both careless and needy.

“Is that the water you want?” he rasped with a breathless chuckle. “Hm? That’s what you need?”

She only sucked harder, and her fingers cupped his balls. Feyd dragged in a sharp breath through his teeth as he started feeling himself throbbing. He whined, trying to thrust his hips upward. Whenever he tried, she pressed down against his hips and swallowed more of him, squeezing his length, pressing it against the roof of her mouth in a way that made him surrender. Suddenly, he felt the barest hint of teeth and panicked, but then her fingers caressed his churning sac in such a way that made him want to cry.

It was a remarkable contrast, one worthy of the sunset skies of Giedi Prime. Her mouth suckled harshly on his cock, teeth scraping against his skin while her lips kissed around it and her fist held him tight. Below, her fingers played with his heavily hanging balls, caressing them as if she held in her hand an animal she wanted to tame, and all the while his legs were spread by her body, trapping him in some way, rendering him more exposed than he had felt since… since…

“S-stop,” he muttered.

She didn’t. Her lips pulled away, exposing more of her teeth to the delicate skin of his cock, and with each drag upwards it scraped against him. Feyd cried out in a weak wavering voice that didn’t sound like him at all and his head fell back against his shoulders. He was throbbing so hard his cock was kicking in her mouth, but she moved as if she didn’t notice it. As if she didn’t care. She sucked the taste off him and squeezed the head so roughly he thought she just might rip it off.

“Oh fuck!” Feyd moaned, all the Harkonnen coarseness gone out of his voice to be replaced by a sound of smooth and deeply boyish silk. “Fuck, stop, stop, please…”

She swallowed more of him, drool dripping all around him, and between his legs, her claws started to close dangerously around his balls. The air was filled with sticky sounds and moaning, and the harsh breaths Feyd struggled with.

“I can’t,” he gasped. “I can’t keep going if you —”

With a purr at his sweet pleading, she sunk a little lower until her lips encircled halfway down his cock, and there she held him, still and quiet in her mouth. She scraped her nails against his tender sac, holding the swollen globes in her palm and, with a peaceful sigh, she pulled away from his stomach, holding his member firmly in her mouth as she rested her cheek against his thigh. She looked into his eyes with something of a challenge while she tugged on him with long, hard suckles. Feyd couldn’t help but look back at her lovely face and shudder.

His legs spread wider to accommodate her and across his chest, he felt her fingers trailing up toward his neck until she grasped it. Feyd bit his lip and moaned as she started squeezing harder — around his manhood, around his sac, around his neck to cut his breath off — and he couldn’t hold it anymore.

“That feels… Oh! Y-you’re going to m-make me cum,” he whimpered, his voice sounding low and sad.

His hips thrust upward, his whole body yearning for her, wanting nothing more than to be in her, but she stayed steadily on him as if they were one. Her face rested peacefully against his thigh, lips nursing on his leaking, throbbing cock, and with one more encouraging brush of her nails against his tensing balls she got him to spill into her mouth.

“Aaah! Oh fuck, fuck, fuck —”

Feyd’s whole body trembled, his arms no longer worked, and through the haze of pleasure he felt her hand squeeze even tighter around his throat. He fell back on the bed, head thrashing back and forth, while his balls pushed his seed up the pulsing column of his manhood and straight into her mouth. With a moan at every jet of cum, she pulled it out of him until he was too sensitive and raw and licks of flame replaced the pleasure.

“Stop,” he moaned, “please stop…”

She let go of his throat at first, then she released his sac but kept her fingers there to brush against it, tickling its underside in a way that made his hips jump. Finally, she dragged her mouth off of his cock, all in one long parting suck that ended with a kiss.

With heavy breaths that filled the air around them, Feyd looked down at her — a living storm, a mess. Her cheeks were blushing, her lashes matted with tears, her hair was a damp mess that stuck to her, and her lips… her lips were stained just slightly black. With an imperious stare that suited her, and a little smile, she raised herself on steady arms until she hovered at his stomach, and shamelessly she let his cum spill from her mouth.

“W-what are you —”

She hadn’t swallowed a drop of it. His seed pooled across his stomach, warm from being held so long inside his balls and then inside her mouth, but quickly chilling, stinging where it hit the open scratches. He looked up at her with a hint of anger first, then sadness. Was he not good enough for her?

Silkily, she brushed her hand through the mess she’d just made, painting his own stomach with his cum, and had the nerve to look quite pleased with the result.

“I t-thought… I thought you wanted my w-water,” he stuttered, cocking a brow weakly at her.

She smiled, resting her soft tired head against her shoulder, and played in the mess of cum and sweat upon his tensing stomach.

“I think it looks better on you,” she said, “my lord na-Baron.”

[dangerousstrawberryshark]

Just Accept it! (READ THE DAMN DISCLAIMER!)

A/N: Hello, my 🍓Little Strawberries🍓! I'm back with another fic for you! Couldn't find a better pic

Pairing: Yandere Henry Cavill x Trans male reader; Tyler Hoechlin x trans male reader. (mentioned)

Rating: MATURE

Warnings: Male Pregnancy, use of drugs, kidnapping, no consent. (what you expect? This yandere)

Word count: 3560

Summary: It started out with acting, then it went to stalking, and it went to him kidnapping you. And it ended with you spending the rest of your life with him.

I hope you enjoy this! Sorry if it's bad! And sorry for any errors that are found!

If you like what I write, how about check out my masterlist?

Keys:

E/c: Eye color

H/c: Hair Color

H/l: Hair length

S/c: Skin color

Y/a: Your age. (Pick an appropriate age)

DISCLAIMER!: THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING TRANS MALE READER. I'M SORRY IF ANYTHING OFFENDS ANYONE.

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DISCLAIMER: I MEAN NO OFFENSE, DISRESPECT, OR HARM TO ANY OF THESE CELEBRITIES! THIS IS JUST FICTION.

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MINORS DNI. FEMALE READERS… I’LL ALLOW YOU TO READ MY FICS BUT DO NOT FETISHIZE ANY OF MY STORIES

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Henry was currently waiting for this someone to come. 'I wonder who it could be.' he thought to myself. We were going to start acting in the new TV show, Superman & Lois.

(Okay, I know that Tyler stars in this, but I'm just going to switch him out with Henry and play as Lois. You can change the name)

He then sees some guy, who looks small and innocent. You had h/l and beautiful, most dazzling e/c. His s/c looked smooth and soft like a freshly made bed. (?)

He looked to be Y/a. You looked so ethereal, a walking sex god. The source of men's sexual desire. He was so sexy and hot- 'Wait- what am I thinking? I'm not gay- I have a beautiful girlfriend, I need to stop thinking like this.'

Henry sees you approach me. "Hi! I'm assuming your Henry right?" you questioned, tilting your head. "Y-yeah- I'm Henry! N-nice to m-meet you!" Henry sturred over my words.

'Shit, why am I nervous around him? What is he doing to me?' Henry then heard a little chuckle. 'His laugh- AAGGHH!'

"Well, nice to meet you, Henry, I'm M/N!" you gave your hand out, Henry hesitantly shook it. 'His hands are rough and large!' you thought.

(Sorry, but I'll be using M/N.)

'His hands are so soft, like a baby's skin! I just wanna hold it forever-' Henry said to himself before pulling back. He didn't realize he had a rough grip on your hand.

"Ah- sorry about that," Henry said scratching his head out of embarrassment. "It's okay!" you gave your famous smile. Henry blushed.

'Why is this happening?! What is he doing to me!' Henry's mind was going all over the place, he was having a gay panic. 'What's wrong with this guy? I thought he was supposed to be calm and collected?'

You had no idea what was going on with him. "Well- I gotta go..." you said, backing away slowly before going to someone and starting a conversation with them. Hoping it won't be as awkward or weird

Henry just stared as you walked. He didn't notice that his hands were twitching. You could feel his stare piercing through your head. Such a dark and dominant stare.

'Maybe, he's just staring at something that so happens to be in my direction!' you said to yourself.

(No you dumb shit!)

"OKAY! Everyone, we're gonna be starting soon. Everyone to your stations and gets ready!" The director yelled. "Take M/N and Henry to their dressing rooms."

"Okay, sir. Come on!" They grabbed you and Henry to get dressed and ready.

They put on Henry's iconic Superman suit and they dressed you as Lois or the male equivalent of her. You looked at Henry and blushed a little. 'If I wasn't married to my husband, I would've gone for him. But he's straight.'

You looked away so Henry wouldn't notice but he did. 'He was blushing... AT ME- STOP IT!' Henry then glared at you. You noticed his glare and looked away. He didn't mean to glare.

"Okay, everyone get to your positions! Do you two know your lines?" The director asks looking back and forth. You both nodded your heads. "Okay, go on the scene and be ready!"

Once you both got there and got in position, the director yells, "ACTION!"

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TIMESKIP (END OF THE SCENE)

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(I don't know what they be doing at the studio.)

"Hey- Uh... M/n!" Henry called out. You turned to face Henry, "Mh?" Henry looked at you trying to get the words out. "Uh... You have something to say?"

"Uh- well." Henry scratching his head. "I'm sorry... for glaring at you earlier today." He was now blushing hard while grinning.

You looked at him confused about what he was talking about. Then you remembered earlier. "Oh-, Its okay Henry! I know you didn't mean it." you smiled at him, reassuring him that it was okay.

You were about to continue, but you got a call. You looked at the caller ID. "Hubby😘" is calling, your husband was calling. "I got to take this call." you then walked away to a private location.

Henry was curious so he followed you. He knows this is eavesdropping, but he wants to know, "what was so important about a phone call?"

Apparently, he took too long but he heard this. "I love you too." Henry left before you could spot him. 'He loves someone? Why do I care if he is in love with someone?'

"I'm gonna have to go! Bye Henry!" You then left leaving Henry behind to think about what was happening.

'What are you doing to me M/n? I never felt this way before.'

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TIMESKIP (6 months)

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You and Henry have been acquaintances for 6 months. Henry's feelings for you grew and grew but there wasn't that ultimate trigger that would finally set the bomb off.

Until now and later on today. (so two ultimate triggers.)

You wrapped your arms around Clark's neck. You were shorter than, so all you saw was his muscular chest. Clark then wrapped his arms around your waist, looking into your beautiful e/c.

Alarms were going off in Henry's mind as he pulls you closer to him. 'This is actually happening.' M/n smells so nice like fresh lavenders.

Your lips then met Clarks. You tilted your head a little to the side to have better access. Though his nose was kind of in the way. You closed your eyes as you fully gave in.

'He tastes so sweet like chocolate and strawberries.' (You eating my children?) Henry was getting real intimate with the kiss.

(Was that a good kissing scene? I have never seen the TV show)

"CUT!" you pulled back before walking away to get a drink. Henry was still in a daze. Your lips were so soft and delicious, he wants more. Henry never felt like this when kissed his girlfriend.

In fact, he was getting disgusted by her touch and only wants you to touch him. Hell, sometimes you made him hard and he would imagine having sex with you while having sex with her...

He was about to approach you before he heard that... voice. "BABE!" his girlfriend... Henry then felt two arms wrapped around him and a small kiss on his lips.

Henry felt like he wanna puke. It wasn't like the kiss he had with you- even though it was just acting but it was real to him- but he had to act like he enjoyed it. "HI! You must be Henry's wife, right?"

You intervene in their conversation. "Yes, I'm Henry's wife- well girlfriend! My name is Natalie Viscuso! You must be M/n? I'm a big fan of you!"

You and Natalie kept talking and getting along. Henry was just watching, he was getting angry and jealous. After about 30 minutes, Natalie went back to Henry.

"Sorry about that, I got carried away. How about me and you have some fun when we get home?" Henry just nodded his head without giving an expression.

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TIMESKIP (5 hours later. At Henry's home)

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(I know that Henry's real-life GF/Wife is a good lady. Remember, this is fiction)

"A-ahh! H-henry... you f-feel so good! Y-your... dick is... s-so BIG!" Natalie moaned as she rode Henry's cock.

Henry didn't seem to enjoy it, not one bit. He pushed- not too hard - Natalie off of him. "Why did you stop?" she said confused, Henry was getting dressed.

Henry didn't pay attention to her and just walked out.

The next morning, the news of Henry's and Natalie's break up spread like wildfire. Nobody understood why he broke up with her, they were doing just fine.

Henry didn't feel upset. While walking around last night, he began to think how you made him feel feelings he has never felt before.

He likes how you touch him- even though you didn't mean to. He likes your soft lips- even though you two were acting. He feels disgusted whenever he was with Natalie. Angry and jealousy surge through his veins whenever you talked with someone that wasn't him.

Henry now accepted that he likes you.

When you got the news of them breaking up, you were shocked. "Henry are you okay? I heard you and Natalie broke up," you asked worriedly.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Henry replied, nonchalantly. "You don't seem upset about it..." Henry just stared at you with his deep, dark eyes. 'What's wrong with him?'

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TIMESKIP (3 MONTHS)

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You've been waiting months to tell Henry something very important. You were nervous, scared, and... paranoid.

During the 3 months of waiting, you feel like you were being watched. Wherever you gom even in your own room.

You told Henry about it -since he was a close friend- and he told you not to worry about it saying, "You're just paranoid, it something you shouldn't worry about."

But you still kept your guard up. You made to look around and if you see someone looking suspicious. But tomorrow, you were going to come out to him.

You arrived at a... Dunkin Donuts (?) and ordered some donuts and coffee and took a seat by the window. You looked out to see some people walking by. There was a car that had black tinted windows, you couldn't see who was inside.

You pulled your phone to text Henry to come and talk with him. But that wasn't necessary, Henry walked and turned in your direction. "Hey, M/n!"

'How did he know I was here? Or was it a coincidence?' you thought. Then you felt a rough hand on your shoulder. "Mind if I sit here?" you shake your head.

Henry took his seat and ordered some food and coffee. 'It's too crowded here.' While seating there, you could feel stares and glances. You just ignored them.

Henry stared at you with love in his eyes, taking in all your features. Then he notices something on your finger, 'Is that a ring? IS HE ENGAGED? Or..... is he MARRIED!'

Rage was running through his veins but he had to calm himself down or you'll notice.

You had enough of his staring and break the silence. "I need to tell you something but it can't be here." that snapped Henry out of his daze. "What do you need to about?"

"It's something personal and it can't be here." You said getting up, and stressing your muscles, and heading out the door. Henry nodded his head before getting up and following you out.

As you two were walking, just taking in the fresh air and sounds of cars driving by. "So, what did you want to talk about?" Henry turned to you.

"Well... I hope you don't look at me differently..." you said looking down at the ground. "I'll never look at you differently bab- M/n."

You took a deep breath. "I'm trans..." you said quietly but Henry still heard you. "Oh... just because you're trans doesn't change what I see in you. You're still a man," Henry said putting his hand on your shoulder.

You smiled at him before jumping onto him. Henry wrapped his arms around you. He wanted to stay like this forever, you just in his arms feeling your warm, heat against him.

But sadly, you pulled away. "Thank you! Thank you!" you're glad Henry accepted you.

But Henry knew you were trans. Remember how you feel like you were being watched? Well, that was all Henry, he would watch you play with yourself. He would masturbate to this, he was quite turned on about this discovery.

'I'll accept whoever you are baby.'

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TIMESKIP (1 week)

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It's been one week since the whole coming out thing and Henry was gathering the confidence to ask you out. But today is the day.

Henry got a text saying, "Meet me at the park." so naturally he did. He didn't spot you at first until he recognizes your h/c. Then it's at that time he notices someone else there.

This bastard had his arms wrapped around you, and he gave small kisses on your lips. Henry's right eye twitched as he watched the display right in front of him.

'Who the hell is he?!? Is HE the one that M/n married?' he snapped out of it when you called his name to come over.

"I'm glad you came Henry! This is my husband, Tyler Hoechlin. Tyler, this is Henry, one of my friends!" you said with a smile. 'So, that means his name is M/n Hoechlin.'

Tyler gave his hand out and Henry shook it. Henry had a rough grip on his hand, squeezing it. And he just glared at him. "Well, let's go!"

Henry just glared at Tyler the whole time. 'M/N should ONLY have my last name! I should be the one with him!' Tyler notices how Henry was glaring at him the whole time. But he wasn't fazed by it.

'I'm gonna find a way to get rid of you! Or I could just take M/n?'

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TIMESKIP (3 DAYS)

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It had been 3 days since Henry met your husband, and he wasn't happy at all. Today he wants to hang out with you, and talk about something. Henry called your phone and waited for you to pick it up.

Meanwhile... (This is my first shot at writing smut with TMR.)

"A-ahh! d-daddy... your c-cock... is so... b-big!" you moaned as rode Tyler like your life depended on it. "Fuck, you're so wet and warm for me, M/n. Your tight little pussy feels amazing!" Tyler groaned as he thrust further into you.

Tyler sees that your phone is vibrating, 'Henry?' Tyler smirked, he knew that Henry was glaring at him with hate and stared at you with love. 'This will teach him who my baby boy belongs to.'

"Be a good boy for daddy and answer the phone." Tyler handed you the phone, you took a look at the caller and noticed it was Henry calling. "D-daddy... I-i can't do... it with y-you- thrusting... i-into me!"

Tyler stopped his thrusts but as you answered his call, he thrust right back into you. "A-ah!"

"Hey, M/n! Are you okay?" Henry questioned. "Y-yeah... I'm okay..." Tyler stopped thrusting, you could his cock pulsing and twitching inside you.

"You're little pussy is wet for me. You like it when I rub you here?" Tyler then began to rub your small dick. You tried to not moan out loud.

But Henry could tell, that you were moaning. And he was angry and just hanged up. "H-hello?... I think he... h-hung up." "Now, I can fuck you!" And he went back to banging you.

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TIMESKIP (5 DAYS)

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5 days after the little event, Henry hasn't called you. You tried calling him and seeing what's wrong, but he never answered.

Tyler kept telling you to not worry about him. Meanwhile, Henry was just in his room masturbating to a picture of yours and mutters, "You belong to me... Tyler and your's relationship is fake! We kissed, we held each other, and so many other things."

The acting seems to make Henry delusional, cause he believed it was all real and that you meant it. He has to find a way to make you his and he just how to do it.

There was a party coming up. You and Tyler would both be attending.

You and Tyler both arrived at the party. People were drinking, dancing, and doing other weird things. "I'm gonna go get a drink." Tyler nodded his head.

He went over to a table and sat down. Tyler wasn't the type to get a drink. Meanwhile, Henry kept his eyes on you. 'This is going to be a fun night!' You thought.

But this will turn out to be the worst night you'll ever have.

Had a few drinks, you were trying to find Tyler in the crowd but couldn't find him. You didn't feel the vibration in your phone, "I'll be waiting for you in the car."

As you were walking around, you felt yourself being pushed up against a wall. "Oh... *HIc* T-Tyler... I didn't *Hic* know you could be *Hic* this rough."

Henry pinned you against the wall and crash his lips against yours. Sweet but tasted like alcohol. 'Since when did Tyler become all muscular' Then you felt a needle pierce through your neck and injecting you with some kind of drug.

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TIMESKIP (After the party.)

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You woke up with a massive headache. Your mind is still blurry but after a few moments later you could see properly. You noticed a cup of water and headache pills by it. You took it.

Then, you realized, this isn't your room and that you were wearing a bunny outfit! 'What the fuck? Where am I?!' Then you began to feel hot and needy.

Your pussy was leaking and clenching around nothing. Your small dick was aching to be touched. "Is my little bunny awake?" A deep husky voice said.

You turned in its direction to notice that it was Henry?! But your mind was getting clouded with lust and want. "H-Henry...?"

"Shh, baby. Daddies here." Henry said getting closer to you and pulling you to his lap. Your hands were now on his shirtless chest, feeling his hairy pecs.

"Where's... T-Tyler?" you questioned, bad mistake. Henry smacked one of your cheeks. "DON'T EVER MENTION HIS NAME! YOU BELONG TO ME! FORGET ABOUT HIM!"

You were getting turned on. It must be the drug he gave you, cause you don't like it someone yells at you. "You're leaking so much slick? You want daddy to help you?"

Before you could respond, Henry pushed you down onto the couch and you could feel his meaty cock at your front entrance. "Your little pussy is leaking so much, you don't know how much you turn me on."

Henry lubes his cock with your slick before pushing in. "F-fuck! You're so tight! I guess Tyler didn't fuck you that good." Henry groaned as he pushed all the way in you.

He let you adjust a little before thrusting back into you. "You're so wet, tight, and warm. Better than my ex!" Henry groaned as he feels you tightening around him.

His hand then went down to stroke your cock. "A-ah!" you moaned as you tried to turn your face away. "You're close? Me too!" you could feel Henry thrust into your womb.

He was hitting your pleasure spot tip-on. "M-mmhh!" Your body clenched before convulsing beneath him. Your muscles twitched around his cock.

"Fuck, you came! I'm close! You'll look so beautiful swollen with my kids. The thought of spending the rest of my life with you just makes me wanna cum!"

You could feel his cock burst inside you. Feeling you up with his cum. "Get pregnant from this!" He stayed inside you before collapsing onto your smaller body.

He was leaving love marks. "You belong to me now, M/n..."

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TIMESKIP (DECADE LATER)

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It has been a decade since you were taken away. A decade being with a monster- who you looked up to before. He had taken you away from others.

You were in the kitchen cooking some waiting for him to come home. "PAPA! When is daddy coming home?" your oldest child said playing with his lego spaceship.

"He'll be home soon. How about go play with your siblings?" they nodded their head before heading to their room. You gave birth to Henry's children, when you had O/C/N, you promised that you'll take them far away from this monster.

You looked at the ring. It was no longer Tyler's ring but Henry's. Just as you said Henry, two strong muscular arms wrapped around your waist.

"How is my beautiful husband doing?" you tried pushing him away but it didn't work.

"Just accept it, M/n. You'll never escape me, and you don't want anything bad to happen to your- no- OUR kids? Right?" tears began to pour out your eyes.

"No. Please don't hurt them... they're just kids, they did nothing wrong." you cried trying to not alarm them.

"Then just accept your fate. You've been resisting for 10 years, it's no use. No one will ever find you." Henry whispered into your ear.

"Just accept it."

THE END

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A/N: I hope this was good! I'm sorry if anything is incorrect. Do you like my new format? Anyways, bye my 🍓Little Strawberries🍓!

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professor!GoM: brat-taming their s/o;

pairings: GoM x female reader

genre: smut, age-gap, established relationship

warnings: dom-sub dynamic, humiliation, fingering, ben wa balls, vibrators, figging, orgasm denial, pet-play. 

request: Anonymous said: Nsfw hc for the GOM ;; their s/o was wearing sexy clothes and went to school party and intentionally made them jealous. basically a hc about brat-taming reader plz?

a/n: i hope you do not mind that i changed the premise of the ask a bit. firstly, brat taming someone who is in school seems a bit risque cause the presupposition is that the reader is below 18 and i do not condone that. hope you understand! i bet you had no intent of meaning any of that but i just wanted to be clear in posts i make on any platform. also, it’s a dom sub relationship which hardly works if there is no age gap because that is where the underlying dominance resides, so oops, GoM are about 29 years old in this scenario and they teach at the University of Japan. 

taglist: @knb-kreations​

abstract: (1.1k)

you are not one to get excited about parties but the annual university fest this year had you on your heels and about. for no other reasons than your boyfriend, one of your teachers and of the youngest ones in this old institution. you had overheard some talks among the other senior professors that your boyfriend might get a promotion from a temporary teacher to an assistant professor and that was huge which naturally called for celebrations.

you had spent the better half of the month, preceding the fest, thinking about what to do for him, something special for him. it had been a little over a year since you two started dating. he was not your regular professor but on the off-days that he was, you did manage to catch his eye and although it is against moral ethics to be dating your professor, you could not help yourself considering how you have spent most of your middle and high school watching him play basketball in the national league as he was one of the Generation of Miracles.

when you first started university, it did catch you by surprise when you saw your basketball player crush walk past you in a fitted suit, some thin notebooks in his hand. you were sat in the café as you grabbed a quick lunch and almost had snorted your orange juice when you saw the said man in question. immediately turning to your classmate to inquire what was that about, you got to know that the Generation of Miracles player had retired from playing professionally and had joined the University of Japan as a temporary teacher. life was probably throwing you a rope to fulfil your high school thirst imaginary scenarios.

“babe?”

your boyfriend’s voice caught you by surprise causing you to turn to him. you were sat on a makeshift ottoman in front of the mirror in your boyfriend’s apartment. you offered him a soft smile humming, “mhm?”

“i asked if you are leaving with me or will you come later on? mr nakamoto has called me for some preparation.”

you nodded, “go ahead. i will join you later.”

there was something off about you, like you were plotting something. it just was something that your boyfriend could not exactly pin point but he did raise his eyebrows slightly, analyzing your gait and posture.

“you are awfully calm today. what’s going inside that head, doll?” your boyfriend asked, leaning down to place a kiss on your forehead.

“me? nothing at all!” you scoffed it off, the sly smile never leaving your lips.

“ahha?” your boyfriend stood up straight again after kissing your forehead, “well you know the rules so, i will see you later.”

“yes sir!” you cheered and immediately got to action as soon as the apartment door closed behind your boyfriend announcing his departure.

yes, you knew the rules one of them clearly being “no teasing at my workplace”, yes you knew you would be punished on breaking them but here you are, shedding off your clothing to get rid of your undergarments. you donned your black short dress and after fastening the zip at your back, you grabbed a pair of sheer black stockings and put them on before sliding into a pair of black boots.

the final touch was your choker which was actually a collar with your boyfriend’s surname on the backside of the locket dangling from it.

you admired your form in the mirror and fixed your makeup which included an extra coat of the reddest lipstick that you owned. and left soon after when your gang of girlfriends came to pick you up.

as you predicted, your boyfriend did get the promotion which was announced at the fest. you clapped the loudest, a proud look adorning your features as you kept grinning at your boyfriend who sent a subtle wink your way. you have to admit, even after being with him for more than a year, the slightest of his actions still get your panties in a twist but wait, tonight you are not wearing any.

how the rest of the night played out, however, disappointed you because your boyfriend would not pay you a look no matter how many times you tried to grab his attention. yes, you both very much want to keep your love life a secret but he does not simply get to ignore you when you are looking as bombass as this.

irritated you walked to your classmate and grabbed his hand, all the while dragging him towards the dance floor. as the song changed to one with an rhythm and blues vibe, you turned to your boyfriend and this time you caught him staring at you. his eyes were boring holes in your figure and mostly your dance partner’s figure who probably already had died in 50 ways inside your boyfriend’s head.

a smirk found its place to your lips as you turned to face your boyfriend and leaned down which gave him a generous look of your naked breasts, the nipples poking out against the fabric of your black dress. your boyfriend tried to stay calm, honey he surely did but he could not help but feel the shock as his eyes widened in bewilderment. and no, his eyes did not miss his collar on you. is it him or did the room just get hotter? you watched your boyfriend subtly trying to fix the crotch area of his work pants, undoubtedly from the arousal that he was getting.

the final straw was when you turned your back to him again and leaned down to give him a view of your unclad ass. this time your boyfriend’s jaw surely fell down because he was not expecting that! unable to further restrain himself, your boyfriend stomped towards you in a hurry and soon enough you felt his overwhelming cologne invading your senses.

owing to the low brightness setting of the dance floor, he got away with placing a dominant grip on one of your ass cheeks all the while glaring at your friend who cowered away from sheer fear.

“miss __, let me drop you home. it’s late enough,” he gave you a tight lipped smile, boy he was so pissed.

and you still had some audacity left in you to give him an unsure look, “but i am having so much fun, sir!”

you could hear his guttural growl as he calmly took off his blazer and put it over your shoulders, “we are leaving. at once.”

kise ryota:

you two barely had gotten in the car when ryota’s hand already had made their way inside your tight pussy

your thighs kept clamping together as his fingers worked skillfully at stimulating you all the while keeping incredible focus at the road ahead

you could feel your orgasm taking over your body when his fingers prodded in deeper but just as you were about to come, ryota smirked and withdraw his fingers

“no no no!!” you groaned and turned to him helpless

“hardly think you are in any place to request anything, princess.”

you pouted when he offered his fingers coated with your wetness

“lick them clean, i have to park in reverse.”

you nodded and got to work at once.

alas, that was not the end because ryota was not done with you. after reaching the apartment, you found yourself in his bed, your hands handcuffed to the bedpost. your stockings were tattered mess with his face in between your delicious folds

his tongue and fingers were working in sync and driving you to the very edge. your tear stained eyes closed shut, your toes curling up when you felt your orgasm again but ryo stopped just in time and withdrew again.

“please!!” you could not help but cry out, it was beyond frustrating. your restraints refrained you from touching yourself as well. 

“it’s cute that you think you will get to cum tonight.”

midorima shintaro:

probably the most angry of all at this act of disrespect

dating you is already breaking enough rules as it is on top of being morally wrong. and now you are teasing him? sexually? in public? in his workplace?!

no, he is not taking easily to this. maybe he should teach you some traditional values and inculcate some conservatism. 

no sooner had the two of you reached the apartment, shin was on you in a moment’s notice which was unusual for him cause he is a person who likes to take his time.

shintaro got rid of your dress and stockings hurriedly then reaffixed his glasses, “get on the bed on your hands and knees.”

you nodded and got on the bed at once and watched shin taking out a box of lube, was he going to fuck you raw? well then this punishment might have just worked out in your favour but shin’s careful finger smeared with the cold lube near your other hole brought you out of your thoughts

“shin-tan?” you called out scared.

“not a word tonight, dear. you have done and said enough.”

after he finished prepping you, instead of his finger it was something else that entered your anal hole. a piece of ginger.

soon after the juices from the ginger released inside, it made you extremely uncomfortable causing you to squirm when a hand came flying down on your ass giving it a tight smack

“every time you squirm and move away equals to a spank. we will see if you have enough left in you to still act bratty.”

aomine daiki:

“baby’s grown some wings on her, hasn’t she?” daiki’s laugh was sadistic and for a second it made you regret your actions.

you gulped and turned to him as he drove the car in a haste. his one hand was gripping on the steering wheel while the other had a painful hold on your thigh

you chose to stay quiet but that is not how it works with daiki.

“when i ask you something, you reply. aye?” daiki reiterated turning towards you.

“uh, yes. yes dai-kun,” you mumbled, playing with the hem of your dress.

“that’s not my name, doll. is it?”

“sorry, sir.”

daiki let a small laugh again at your apology before pulling up in the parking spot. once you both were inside the apartment he almost ripped off the skimpy items of clothing that you had on. he instructed you to lie on the bed while he rummaged through the drawers before bringing the items over to you.

you squirmed when something cold touched against the soft lips of your pussy. daiki counted near your ear as he inserted three ben-wa balls inside you. he tapped your pussy once done like a pet causing you to writhe under his touch.

“you love when it gets risky, right? good. from today onwards you will be wearing vibrators inside your panties while these ben wa balls will be inside your pink little pussy and they will stay in at all times till sir comes back from work everyday and fucks you.”

murasakibara atsushi:

atsushi is rough when he is pissed like he really does not care

a lot of pushing and forceful pulling later you found yourself in your current predicament

a basketball on top of your head trying to balance it while atsushi’s cock rammed inside your pussy at an unbelievable pace.

you could barely even keep up with your heart’s need for oxygen than actually balancing a basketball on your head, your side of the face shoved into the wall above the bed

every time the basketball fell down, atsushi pulled out of you and made you go grab it back again and balance it. he would pound into you from the beginning, his pace resolute and unaffected, his grip on your hips was bordering on pain which was sure to leave marks for weeks to come. 

he kept positioning your ass outwards towards him every time your body became too sensitive and withdrew into itself.

“atsushi this isn’t fair!”

you whined for the umpteenth time as your body gave out when the basketball fell down for like 100th time.

“chibi-chin, you should have thought of that before teasing me. now come on, let’s keep on practicing. all good basketball players learn to balance it.”

akashi seijuro:

his eyes had turned colors and it was at this moment, that you knew you royally fucked up.

he was quiet during the ride back home and did not utter a word nor did his appearance falter for a second

his expression was the embodiment of calm and collected

upon reaching your shared apartment, you turned to seijuro, “babe i’m so sorry”

one look from him and you were scrambling for words causing you to immediately change your addressal, “no! i meant emperor, my emperor.”

his constricted features relaxed a bit as sei walked to the bedroom and you heard the door of the closet opening and shortly closing

he came out and replaced the collar around your neck with a tighter one which almost restricted your airways, he continued and attached a long tether to it

“since you are adamant on defying me. fine. you will live like the pet that you are,” seijuro’s voice was low as he walked towards the couch and sat down, his hands unzipped his pants revealing his hard on. he pulled on the tether in his hand prompting you to walk towards him. your mouth watering at the sight of his cock when you heard sei’s voice again,

“pet, who ever said anything about walking? get on your knees and crawl.”

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Hey ! I’m gonna update this post from time to time from now on to reassures everyone who sent something in my ask box and waiting for their request !

If in the 24hr or 2 days you don’t see your request here : I probably didn’t receive it because I deny request I don’t want to do.

REQUEST STATUT : OPEN.

Last updated : 27/03/2022/ 03:21

Edit n3 : I was to lazy to update this in the delay and I may admit I was confused with some request but it’s okay now.

Edit n•4 : Edit n3 is still valid.

Request in drafts :

GOM+ Kuroko and Kagami x male reader fic. « Departure and Reunion. »

GOM+Kuroko, Kasamatsu and Hyuuga being locked up with their crush in a school room for a night and caught hugging them in the morning.

GOM + Kuroko, Kagami and Momoi flirting with you at the night club when they’re hanging out all together.

Momoi Satsuki analysis

PERSONNAL IDEAS/ Projects :

Everything with 💙 is what I am very likely to work on soon.

Bunch of smut ideas, I’m ashamed.

Useless opinions of mine and ramblings.

💙 Personnal presentation

Kise x fem!reader one shot : « Gender envy. »

💙 Akashi, Aomine, Kise and Nash being a part of a mediatic scandal fall in love for their lawyer.

💙 Aomine, Kise, Kagami and Kasamatsu sleeping in your embrace before practice.

💙 GOM+ Kuroko, Kagami and Momoi morning headcanons.

Aomine, Kise, Murasakibara, Teppei and Kagami with a black!fem reader with insecurities.

Haizaki introduction to black culture headcanons.

University headcanons and NBA career headcanons GOM+Kagami.

💙 Murasakibara, Himuro, Aomine, Midorima and Kise having a gamer! girlfriend.

💙 Yandere general headcanons : GOM+ Momoi, Kuroko, Kagami and Himuro.

What’s in my inbox :

GOM x fem! INTP reader with an abusive dad. ( I’m hesitant to separate the ask in two : making general headcanons about them dating an INTP and another scenario about the abusive dad.)

GOM + Imayoshi, Haizaki and Kagami with a gn! s/o who knows martial art but is a big softie.

Kagami, Teppei and Murasakibara with an agender s/o.

Akashi being low-key jealous and deceived of his s/o imodeling with Kise hanging out with him too much.

GOM accidentally hurting you when playing basketball.

Kikuro headcannons.

Teppei, Hyuga, Kagami and Murasakibara with a gender neutral s/o who has heart palpitations when anxious.

Akashi seeing his s/o getting a confession from a senpai.

Seirin trivia headcannons

Momoi and Aomine friendship and how it will end.

New additions :

Murasakibara, Teppei, Hyuga and Kagami with a s/o who has heart palpitations when anxious.

GOM hurting their girlfriend when playing on accident.

Midorima, Kise and Aomine walking on their girlfriend changing on accident.

Akashi ANGST x reader proposing to a reader already in a relationship with Kagami.

[aomine-ryo]

Um, hello I’d like to ask, since your scenario requests are open, a little scenario with Aomine (Or any GoM+Kagami of choice) based on the song “Heather” by Conan Gray? (It could be about Momoi or another girl) If possible, make it extremely angst with a happy ending? I’m sorry if it’s too specific or too vague and you don’t need to do this but I thought it’d be nice. Keep up the good work regardless!✨💖

Ahhh I love conan’s music so I should be thanking you for this request!! I hope you like it xx

Scenario: Aomine Daiki x Reader based on “Heather” by Conan Gray

You had a crush on Aomine Daiki. Who wouldn’t? He’s tall, athletic, and a smooth talker— it’s so incredibly easy to fall for him. Your feelings for him blossomed almost instantly when you first laid eyes on him in your classroom at the start of your first year at Touou. He sat at the desk behind you and he would often ask to borrow your pencils during class, which allowed you to casually strike up a conversation with him by joking that he never has his own pencil.

Over time, the two of you became quite close. You wouldn’t talk to him much out of class, because both of you had other things to do, but in class you two were inseparable. As you grew closer, you couldn’t help but wonder if he felt the same way you did.

“Hey, you and Aomine are getting really close, huh?” one of your friends pointed out to you as you walked around the school courtyard during break.

The mere sound of his name caused your heart to race. “Yeah, I guess. We only talk in class though,” you shrugged, being careful not to show that you had a crush on him because word spreads fast in your school.

“You two look cute together,” she said to you out of nowhere, causing you to almost choke on the water you were sipping.

“W-What?”

“It’s just a thought, you probably don’t like him anyways,” she continued nonchalantly, just speaking whatever came to her mind, “one of the girls in our class was telling me how he’s always smiling when you speak to him.”

“Why is everyone watching us? That’s so weird,” you said coolly, though it did make you happy that your friend also thought that you two would be a great pair— which encouraged you to shoot your shot with him.

Your friend shrugged, “Class gets boring sometimes.” There was a small silence between you two as she looked up at the cloudy sky and sighed, “Too bad he has a girlfriend though.”

Just like that, all your hopes came shattering down around you. The fluttering in your chest came to a halt and everything felt heavy. “He does?” you were able to say, doing your best not to scream in frustration.

“Yeah, you didn’t know? That girl, Momoi, from class 3. She’s gorgeous, I think even I might have a crush on her,” your friend joked.

You forced a small chuckle in response, unable to stop your mind from spiralling. It made sense that he had a girlfriend. You couldn’t be mad at him for having one because well, he was never yours to begin with; it just hurt.

When you got back to class to resume the second half of your school day, you did your best to act like everything was normal while you talked to Aomine. It didn’t help that just seeing his face made you want to burst into tears, but you held them back, telling yourself that you’ll have a good cry to yourself when you get back home.

The school day finally came to an end and you bid your usual goodbyes to your friends and Aomine before heading off to the bus stop near school. You were finally alone for the first time that day, and you couldn’t help but let a few tears slip out as you pulled your school blazer closer to you for warmth. It was unbelievably cold that afternoon, and you cursed your past self for not remembering to bring a warmer piece of clothing in the middle of winter.

“Boo!” a deep voice suddenly said from behind you as a pair of hands gripped your shoulders, causing you to gasp and jolt your body at the surprise. Before turning around, you quickly wiped the tears off of your face and put on a smile.

“Aomine! You scared me,” you chuckled, voice raspy even though you were only crying for a few seconds. “Don’t you have basketball practice?”

“Never mind that,” Aomine said, looking at your trembling body, “you’re shivering. Did you not bring a sweater?”

You shook your head in response, “I forgot it this morning.”

Aomine sighed and dug around his backpack before pulling out a large black sweater and handing it to you. “You got lucky that I have an extra one. I can’t have my pencil supplier dying of hypothermia,” Aomine joked as you pulled his sweater over your head. It smelled just like his cologne, with a hint of fabric softener— and suddenly you had this bittersweet feeling overcome you. You would have been over the moon if he had done this the day before, but you couldn’t enjoy it as much after what your friend had told you earlier. “Hey, it looks better on you than it does on me— that’s not fair,” he sighed.

“Thanks,” you said with a smile, unable to even look him in the eye as you internally panicked at his words.

“Dai-chan!” a high-pitched voice called out from a distance. You looked over and saw a pink-haired girl that wore the same uniform jogging towards you. She was undoubtedly pretty. As she got closer and closer to you, you started to take note of her features; her bright eyes, smooth skin and luscious hair were nothing short of beautiful. Almost instinctively, you glanced at Aomine, and his eyes were glued onto her, even when she finally came to a halt and stood in front of him. He was completely mesmerised by her and you couldn’t blame him— which made you even more frustrated somehow. “It’s so cold,” she pouted, before hugging Aomine tightly.

A smile began to form on Aomine’s lips as he returned the warm embrace, wrapping his long arms around her small body. You felt an ache in your chest as you watched Aomine place a small kiss on the top of her head, wishing it was you he was holding instead of her.

“Oh let me introduce you two,” Aomine said, finally looking at you. “Satsuki, this is Y/N, she’s one of my classmates. Y/N, this is my girlfriend, Momoi Satsuki.”

A small part of you was hoping that what your friend told you wasn’t true, but hearing the words come out of his own mouth felt like your heart was getting repeatedly run over by a bus. “H-Hi, nice to meet you,” your voice trembled.

“Oh God, you’re shivering! Are you sure you should be out here? My house is nearby, you can warm up there if you’d like,” Momoi offered. Of course she was incredibly sweet too.

You spotted your bus finally approaching the stop, and you couldn’t be more relieved to see it. “It’s alright, my bus is here. Thank you though,” you smiled at her before waving goodbye to the two of them as you got into the bus. Once you were settled, you peered out of the window, watching the two of them interact with each other with smiles on their faces. They began to walk together and you noticed Aomine put his arm around her shoulder as the bus slowly began to drive away. You felt your throat tighten up as you hugged Aomine’s sweater closer to your body, begging your heart to get over him because there was no way he’d leave someone as perfect as Momoi for you.

For the next few weeks, you were able to contain yourself, finally feeling yourself slowly getting over it, and you even returned his sweater because it pained you to keep it. You’d notice him walking to the canteen with Momoi during break, which hurt you at first but it fizzled out as days passed by. You were glad that Aomine was happy, you wished that you were the one making him feel that way, but it wasn’t. The two of you paired up for a task in art class where you had to draw each other. “Ugh they make us do this every year,” Aomine groaned as you turned your desk around so the two of you were facing each other.

The two of you began to draw in silence. However, every time you’d look up at his face, you’d feel that familiar heartache, which was awful because it meant that you weren’t getting over him like you convinced yourself you were. Every time you’d look up at him, you wanted to scream that you liked him, but you did your best to tell yourself that you didn’t.

Aomine began to chuckle, “Oh God, I’m so bad at art,” you didn’t like him. “You’re nowhere near as ugly as my drawing,” you didn’t like him. “I hope you don’t hate me after seeing my work—”

“I like you!” you suddenly blurted out, before immediately clasping your hand over your mouth when you realised what you had said.

Aomine’s smile faded away as he wore a confused expression on his face, “What?”

“I’m sorry, just forget I said that, please,” you said quickly, as you avoided all eye contact with him and pretended to be invested in your art.

“What do you mean you like me?”

“Please just drop it. I don’t know what I was saying,” you mumbled, cursing yourself for saying something.

The bell rang for break and your teacher left the class after telling everyone to finish their work by the next class. Your classmates around you got up from their seats and began to move all over, but you and Aomine were frozen in place. After a long moment of silence the navy haired boy finally spoke up, “I like you too.”

You looked up at him with eyes as wide as saucers. Did you hear him right? “Don’t say that,” you said in what was barely a whisper, knowing that lies would hurt more than him just rejecting you. “What about Momoi?”

“I didn’t tell anyone yet, but we broke up. She was my best friend before we dated, and we realised it was better that way,” Aomine explained. “Besides, she’s still hung up over one of my friends from middle school.”

You couldn’t believe your ears. This had to be a lie. Nothing is ever this easy. “Okay, but there’s no way you like me,” you said to him, ridding yourself of any filters because you just wanted things to be clear.

“What’s not to like? You’re one of the few people I enjoy talking to. I don’t know if you noticed, but you’re the only person in this class that I actually talk to.”

The butterflies in your stomach seemed to return as your heart began to race. It was real. He liked you. Your feelings weren’t unrequited after all. “You have no idea how happy I am right now,” you gushed, colour rising to your cheeks as you tried to collect your thoughts. For the first time in a while, the thought of Aomine wasn’t painful.

The two of you went on a date after school to a nearby cafe. As you walked there in the chilly winter weather, Aomine put his arm around your shoulder. And after ages of wondering what this very action would feel like, you finally had your answer; it felt warm and loving and it was even better than you could possibly imagine.